Hearing footsteps, Lin Yueer sprang up from the couch and turned to look at him, "Beibei..."
"Why are you still not asleep?"
"I was waiting for you." Lin Yueer ran toward him and threw herself into his arms. "Beibei, I've hardly seen you lately. It's making me anxious."
"Anxious about what?"
"I don't know." Lin Yueer leaned against his chest. "Why have you been so busy lately?!"
"I have to deal with matters of both the underworld and the mortal world." He had indeed been overwhelmingly busy lately. That was part of the reason, and the other part was known only to him.
He didn't really want to come back to Qin Garden.
Every time he returned to this home, those persistent memories would emerge before him, unceasingly.
"I want to talk to you."
Long Yubei sat down with her. "About what?"
