When he came to Bai Daxia's home, Fei Hong asked her to take him directly to Li Ling's residence. Seeing her elder cousin, Fei Li Ling seemed to rely on him, she threw herself into Fei Hong's arms and wept bitterly.
Bai Daxia wittily told Fei Hong that she was waiting for him outside, and then walked out of the house.
"Fei Li Ling, don't cry, your brother is here..." Fei Hong said in a comforting tone.
He had just lost his grandfather. At this moment, seeing his most beloved cousin cry so sad, his heart felt even more uncomfortable. As an eighteen-year-old child, it was quite good for Fei Hong to not be flustered at this moment.
Slowly, Fei Li Ling calmed down, lying in her brother's arms, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.
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