"This isn't a dream, I really came back… I missed you too, missed you so, so much…" Qianqian slowly pushed him away, a smile appearing at the corners of her lips, then slowly leaned in to kiss his.
Left alone in the living room, Bai Xiaobai would look toward Mommy's bedroom from time to time, his little brows tightly furrowed, not understanding how Mommy could know Uncle Bai.
Could it be just because they're both surnamed Bai?
But since Uncle and Mommy hadn't called him, he could only keep sitting here watching TV.
Bai Jingqing felt so happy he was about to melt; he held the well‑behaved, quiet girl in his arms tightly, asking her over and over if this was his dream.
Qianqian understood his fear; she patiently told him again and again, this wasn't a dream…
Calmly soothing his uneasiness.
Holding her soft, warm body, Bai Jingqing finally became sure that his Qianqian, the person he had thought about day and night for five years, had finally come back…
