Luo Nanchu glanced at her and tapped her nose, saying, “Wrong—this is called being slim.”

 Luo Zhiying chuckled.

 A complicated emotion rose in her heart as Luo Nanchu watched her sister’s laughing face. She raised her hand to touch Luo Zhiying’s face.

“I’m sorry,” Luo Nanchu said in a low voice.

 She and Luo Zhiying were fraternal twins.

 She had an obedient face, whereas Luo Zhiying had a splendorous face.

 Yet, she was a troublemaker, while Luo Zhiying was a good student.

 Even after the Luo family had descended into bankruptcy, Luo Zhiying’s studies were unaffected, and she still continued her studies at Tong City Media College.

 A wave of bitterness washed over Luo Nanchu’s heart as she noticed the old clothes that Luo Zhiying was wearing.

 If she had not provoked Fu Tingyuan, the daughter of the Luo family would not need to work part-time while studying.

 She was a sinner to the Luo family.

 Luo Zhiying knew what she was talking about.

“It’s not your fault, Sister.” She hugged Luo Nanchu’s arm and dragged her along to find a taxi.

“It’s alright, Sister. I’m doing fine at school. It’s nothing.” She turned to look at her older sister and continued, “It’s good that you divorced your ex-husband. From the moment I saw him, I didn’t think he would make a good husband for you.”

 Luo Nanchu smiled silently before saying, “I should have consulted you if I had known you had such foresight.”

 …

 They arrived at the city hospital by taxi.

 Luo Yi had been transferred to a single-patient children’s room by Fu Tingyuan. He had not let her down in this regard.

Luo Nanchu could hear Luo Yi’s laughter as she entered and could not help but also smile at this noise.

 Luo Yi was playing with the nurse on his bed.

Upon seeing their arrival, the nurse smiled and said to him, “Little Yi, look who’s here.”

 Luo Yi turned his head, saw Luo Nanchu and Luo Zhiying, leaped from the bed, and pounced at them.

“Sister Chu, Sister Ying!”

 Luo Zhiying picked Luo Yi up and kissed his soft, fair face.

“Did Little Yi miss me?” she asked.

 “I missed you to death!” he exclaimed.

 Luo Yi planted a hearty kiss on her face.

 Luo Yi was younger than them by 14 years and was only seven this year.

 His conception had been an accident. Originally, Luo Juntian didn’t want to have another child, but his wife had insisted on keeping the child. However, Luo Yi’s birth had been difficult, and he was the sole survivor of the delivery.

 Perhaps it was because their mother had been at an advanced age when she gave birth, but Luo Yi was diagnosed with a serious kidney disorder after his birth and had undergone dialysis ever since he was very little.

 The doctors had recommended that it was best for him to undergo a kidney transplant only after he passed his eighteenth birthday. His current body was still small, and his organs were not fully developed yet, which made a transplant unsuitable for him.

 Luo Yi had stayed in the hospital ever since he was little. Because he was so young, he did not know what had happened in the family and would sometimes ask why Luo Juntian did not visit him. Luo Nanchu would then tell him that Papa was too busy and would see him when he had free time.

 Luo Yi was really obedient and, knowing how busy his father’s work could get, rarely mentioned it again.

 In the room, Luo Zhiying played with Luo Yi while Luo Nanchu peeled lychees for them.

 This rare reunion liberated Luo Nanchu’s spirits, which had been depressed for a long time. She smiled warmly.

 After accompanying Luo Yi for lunch, Luo Nanchu and Luo Zhiying got ready to leave.

Luo Nanchu hugged Luo Yi’s tiny frame and said gently, “Little Yi, Sister will come by next week to see you, okay?”

 Luo Yi’s eyes were red as he buried his little face in her neck.

“Sister Chu, when will Papa come to visit Little Yi? Little Yi hasn’t seen Papa in a long time and is about to forget what he looks like.”

 Luo Nanchu’s breath stopped. Behind her, Luo Zhiying’s eyes reddened as well, and she turned her head away.

 “Be good, Little Yi.” Luo Nanchu caressed her little brother’s head lightly.

In a gentle voice, she said, “Papa will come over when he has time. Papa is really too busy…”