Today, she was wearing a long white baseball jacket adorned with cute cartoon stickers, blue jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. Her medium-length hair was tied up into a cute bun. She was buying groceries at a small stall, occasionally lifting her head to chat with the elderly vendor, her smile exceptionally bright.
Beiming Han's expression instantly softened. He found himself resenting his past decisions, asking why he'd left so hastily that night, abandoning her in that horrifying place.
"My granddaughter adores you! She keeps calling out 'Sister Qingxin, Sister Qingxin!' saying she wants to grow up to be just like you," the vendor's wife said happily, her eyes twinkling as she stared at the girl in front of her.
"Really? I am fond of her too. Please tell her that when I'm free, I'll sew her a beautiful dress," Gu Qingxin replied, her smile as sweet as ever.
"Ok, ok, I'm sure she'll be overjoyed to hear that," the old woman beamed even brighter.
