In the past, everyone in this small circle knew that I had a crush on Shawn, but I refused to fall in love, rejected countless blind dates and cut off all peach blossoms for him. But now, I know I was wrong.
I didn’t want to watch my daughter being born in expectation and dying in despair like in my previous life.
Just as Shawn was about to speak, my brother's terrified cry suddenly came from behind him. "Ahhh, damn it, why is there an extra person in the house..."
He rushed over and pointed at the room upstairs with a trembling hand. "Lilian, when did she sleep in our house?"
Shawn closed the door with a serious face and explained calmly. "I brought her here last night. She was tired after a night and couldn't get used to staying in a hotel, so I brought her back to have a good rest."
"What?!" My brother looked at him with a complicated expression, then looked at me.
"You...didn't you last night?" he almost shrieked.
Finally, his eyes fell on our necks suspiciously.
I hurriedly fled, "Brother, I'm going back to sleep first."
I quickly fled back to the room and I could still hear their voices coming from behind the closed door. Maybe my brother was questioning Shawn about what was going on.