Joshua looked at Leyla in a daze.
"Can't we?"
Seeing that Joshua didn't response for a long time, Leyla tilted her head to look at her brother and asked softly.
"No... no..."
"Of course! Of course!"
After a while, Joshua came to his senses.
"Let's go home!"
He looked at the girl and nodded gently.
"Let's... go home..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of Leyla's room as if he was fleeing.
Closing the door, Joshua let out a sigh.
Then he leaned against the wooden door and slowly slid down to sit on the floor.
It was all his fault. He was the one should be blamed.
He had said these words countless times in his heart.
But now he understood that what had happened had happened. No matter how much he blamed himself, it was useless.
Time would not flow backward, and Leyla's life would not flow back because of this.
She had accepted.