On the verge of widowhood

Bai Qing was taken aback by what he said, seeing that the childish Qiao Que was so enlightened.

But he was right.

Bai Zi has penetrated into his life bit by bit, he is like a stamp, stamped in Bai Qing's memory, branded on his heart, which cannot be smoothed out or plucked out.

Bai Qing let go of all self-deception, and asked Qiao Que honestly: "Do you like Bai Zi?"

Will you miss him when he's gone?

Would you be jealous if he did for others what he did for you?

Bai Qing stretched out his hand to hold his heart, feeling the beating under his palm quickened with his hypothesis, he already knew his answer.

Qiao Que turned to look at him.

The moment their eyes met, Bai Qing smiled with relief: "I like him."

But liking is such an easy word, as for what step he can do for Bai Zi, to be honest, Bai Qing doesn't know in his heart.