Hearing the familiar voice,
along with the scent of perfume emanating from the other person, Xu Wendong instantly had an answer. He smiled and said, "It must be my sister Lu."
Xu Lu,
Xu Wendong's cousin,
was two years older than Xu Wendong.
They often played together when they were young.
Before Xu Lu turned twelve, the two even frequently slept together.
It was not an exaggeration to say they were childhood sweethearts.
Xu Lu let go of the hands covering Xu Wendong's eyes, but with one hand, she twisted Xu Wendong's ear and, with furrowed brows and an angry look, she said, "Oh Xu Wendong, you've been away for so long, and you never thought to send me a message or make a call?"
"Tell me, do you still consider me your sister?"
"Ow, ow, ow!" Xu Wendong promptly yielded, "Sis, let go, or my ear will fall off!"
Xu Lu gave a faint humph and then released Xu Wendong's ear, looking him up and down, "Not bad, you look more handsome than before."
