The moment Qiao Yanhui returned to his room, he saw Xu Qing sitting there in a daze. His heart ached when he saw her like this. He strode forward and hugged Xu Qing tightly. When Xu Qing felt the warmth of his embrace, she came back to her senses. She grabbed Qiao Yanhui's chest with her small hands and said softly with a worried tone, "I thought you wouldn't come back…"
During this period of time, Xu Qing felt very insecure. Perhaps it was because Qiao Yanhui was becoming more and more unpredictable, but she knew that he would leave sooner or later. Even if he said that he wouldn't leave, she didn't know about his future plans, so she felt uneasy.
"Little Qing, I'm sorry," Qiao Yanhui said gently with his chin on Xu Qing's head.
"Little Hui, if you want to leave one day, can you tell me in advance?" Xu Qing looked up at him.
Qiao Yanhui's heart tightened and he hugged Xu Qing tightly. "Don't worry too much. I won't leave."
