"Second Spring?" Qin Zhan raised an eyebrow. "Are you willing?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Bi Xia laughed. "In the future, Xiaoyuan and I will each have our own lives. Mom has lived for us most of her life, she deserves to live for herself now."
"When the time comes," Qin Zhan's voice suddenly deepened, "I live for you, you live for me, how about that?"
Bi Xia's face turned red, "Qin Zhan, today I felt like I could sense you, like you were holding me."
Qin Zhan laughed softly, "That's because I was holding you."
Bi Xia curved her lips, "Yeah right, you're blowing smoke. I don't even know when you left today, and this pendant..."
"Do you like it?"
Her red lips pursed, but she couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth, "I like it... Wait till I make one for you, using my own spiritual power..."
"Hmm?" Bi Xia suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the sullen Wei Ming. She softly asked Qin Zhan, "Does Wei Ming have spiritual power too?"
