"Kid, she's not alone, she's a married woman!" Bai Jingqing walked over and casually patted the young man's shoulder.
Bai Qianqian, "..."
"Ah, sorry, I made a mistake." The young man fled awkwardly.
Bai Qianqian glared at Bai Jingqing, "Whose husband are you?"
"Yours!" Bai Jingqing gazed at her seriously.
"No way!" Bai Qianqian denied it firmly, poking his chest with her finger.
Bai Jingqing grabbed her small hand and brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss, "Qianqian, I will proudly put my name next to yours."
Bai Qianqian looked at him, amused, thinking, 'People usually say, "Leave your spouse column blank, my name will eventually be there."'
The only place where names are next to each other is—on a tombstone!
Thinking of this, Bai Qianqian's eyes dimmed. She really wanted to know whose name would be engraved next to his after a hundred years.
She really wanted to have her name carved next to his.
"What are you thinking?" Bai Jingqing lightly poked her forehead.
