Qingxue asked, "Do you still like the girl you liked when you were eighteen?"
"..." Beitang was slightly startled for a moment.
Actually, he didn't even know the other person's name, and her appearance was a bit blurry. To say he liked her might be too pretentious, right?
But undeniably, that memory... hasn't faded.
Even though he knew it was impossible, and even if she stood right in front of him, he would still choose Qingxue without hesitation. But the mark of that person's existence cannot be completely erased just because of his choice.
"See, you paused for a long time," Qingxue said.
"..."
Sheng Family.
Qingxue returned home to see the lights on in the kitchen. She went over to take a look and saw Sheng Qianxia sitting at one side resting her chin in her hand, waiting for Gong Beiyao.
Gong Beiyao was busy around the kitchen.
A trace of amazement flashed through Qingxue's heart.
