On the verge of widowhood

"Isn't it super pretty?"

"I felt the same way when I first came back."

With a smile, Bai Zi took Bai Qing's hand and stood side by side with him.

"At that time, I was thinking, if one day I can bring someone I like here to share my feelings with him."

"And today—my wish finally came true."

Bai Zi paused, then turned his head to look into Bai Qing's eyes and thanked him word by word: "I am forever grateful to Qingqing."

The soft light hit his side face, illuminating his solemnity which was completely different from usual, the dark purple eyes were like a well boiling with boiling water, the temperature inside almost scalded him when looking directly at Bai Qing.

Bai Qing heard him muttering: "God knows how scared I was..."

Bai Qing subconsciously stretched out her hand to hug him, and stroked Bai Zi's back with the bracelet, as if comforting a large dog: "...It's really all right."