A handsome man in a black robe stood in front of me. His face had clear lines and sharp edges, but there was no cold air at all. Instead, he could show some tenderness, "Aoki, I know very well that I like you."
I sighed and looked at him steadily, "I know, Xuantan. I like you too. But I also know very well that the person who is engaged to you is my sister Qingjin, and you are my prospective brother-in-law." I almost didn't dare to look at him, and kept talking to myself. Go, "Qingjin is my biological sister. Although we are twins, I bear the title of sister, and I will consider her both emotionally and rationally. Whether it is you or me, I cannot forgive anyone who hurts her."
He was speechless and turned around to pass through the large tracts of hibiscus flowers that were in full bloom. The clothes with calm and sharp colors set off the sea of flowers, dyeing the originally gentle and harmless flowers cold. His calm voice sounded far away, not loud, but the wind was still perfect. I could hear every word clearly:
"Don't always think about others, people also have to live for themselves. Aoki, no matter what choice you make, I will not stop you. But you have to ask your own heart first, do you really want this? Are you sure you won't regret it?"
He didn't need my answer, his black clothes were floating in the air, and his back gradually faded. More importantly, he knew that I couldn't give him an answer.