Li Junjie's tongue stiffened. No matter how much he had witnessed the same scene, he couldn't seem to get used to it.
Li Chunhua's hand was so light and small. Compared to his wide one, hers seemed like it could perish anytime.
"No, Xiaoyi isn't here." Li Junjie answered grimly. He barely said a few words, but his throat felt blocked by a huge rock. It was so hard to let out those words.
Li Chunhua's bright eyes dimmed, and only a gloominess remained. She smiled weakly before saying, "Then, perhaps tomorrow."
"No, she won't be coming tomorrow too."
"Then, perhaps the day after tomorrow?"
"...No."
"Then, perhaps the day after that?"
Li Junjie took a deep breath before saying stiffly, "Xiaoyi is dead. She will not return any more. Xiaohua, stop asking the same question."
Li Chunhua said nothing and only stared at her brother with an expressionless face before slipping her hand out of his grip. "I see."
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