Although Qian Sisi had given birth half a year ago, her physical recovery was going well. Bai Cheng'an was always worried she might catch a cold, so after walking for a short while, he pulled her into a café to buy her a hot drink to warm up her hands.
In just the moment it took to pay, Bai Cheng'an turned around and found that Qian Sisi was gone.
Qian Sisi had chased after a familiar figure, following them down an entire street before finally catching up. As the person stood at the roadside waiting for the light to change, with a giant hiking backpack on their back, Qian Sisi breathlessly tapped on their shoulder and called, "Xiaomeng—"
The girl with the backpack turned around, her face both sunburnt and wind-touched, greeting Qian Sisi with eyes that were as clear and pure as the purest lakes in the world. Watching Qian Sisi transform from surprise to joy, she ignored the snow and dust covering her and energetically pounced towards Qian Sisi. "Sisi—"
