1462 Untitled Chapter (1/2)

”Waihu, what exactly happened between you and Yan Chen?” Gu Xijiu was looking at the invitation card when she asked her.

Eight years ago, she could tell that Yan Chen clearly had feelings for Lan Waihu. After all this while, Gu Xijiu thought that both of them would already be married. To her surprise, Lan Waihu ended up getting engaged to another man named Lan Yue. And now, Yan Chen would be engaged to another woman.

Lan Waihu would usually tell Gu Xijiu everything that she thought, but not this time. She remained silent for a long while. Then, she pursed her lips into a tight smile. ”There is nothing between us. He always has been like a brother to me.”

Gu Xijiu said nothing more. Eight years ago, Lan Waihu lacked a sense of romance. She treated Yan Chen as though he was her own brother. However, even one's closest brother would not treat his sister as lovingly and tenderly.

Family and romance were two completely different matters. The way Lan Waihu relied entirely on Yan Chen was nothing like what a sister would do. Perhaps she was too young; too dumb to understand her own feelings, but Gu Xijiu knew precisely how she felt.

However, many things could have changed in eight years. The bond in some relationships could probably have faded. She had seen couples, which used to be deeply and madly in love, break up with one another and go on separate paths. Therefore, the situation between Yan Chen and Lan Waihu did not come as a surprise to her.

Gu Xijiu was not interested in gossip. If Lan Waihu refused to talk about it, she would not ask again. It was a long day for her, so she was a little tired. After washing up, she then climbed onto her bed and was ready to get some sleep. Lan Waihu, who used to be chatty, was usually quiet. She slept beside her.

In the middle of the night, Gu Xijiu was awakened by her quiet sobbing. She turned around and saw Lan Waihu crying in her dreams. Tears filled every corner of her eyes. She had indeed become a crybaby. Every time she cried, her face would be entirely soaked in tears.

”I am not a foxy woman! I am not!” Lan Waihu continued sobbing. ”I will not harm anyone.”

Gu Xijiu did not know what to say. Hesitantly, she asked softly, ”Who called you a foxy woman?”

Lan Waihu continued crying in her sleep. Soon, she murmured again, ”Lan Yue, you…” Her voice faded into a blurry line. Gu Xijiu could not understand at all.