Xia Wenjin was stunned. Too much on her mind? Was her mind really that burdened?
Xia Sichen continued, "I'm really curious, what on earth did you encounter in Jianghu? How can a person change so drastically?"
Xia Wenjin was startled.
She certainly understood that at sixteen, she bore the worries of someone aged twenty-four.
Her heart was weathered, mature, and her considerations were unlike those of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. When her father first saw her in Jianghu, didn't he suspect her?
Xia Sichen, however, did not suspect anything, he just tapped her nose, smiled and said, "Alright, alright, don't wear such a worried look. Clearly, you're just a teenage girl, why on earth are you burdened with concerns even more than an old lady? Aren't you afraid of growing old before your time?"
Xia Wenjin: "..."
Still, she could feel Xia Sichen's concern.
If only things were as simple as her brother said.
