She looked like a monster, with everyone watching her. She was crying, and yet she was so beautiful.
Why would such a beautiful woman cry? It seemed as if sadness should not belong to her at all!
Li Qiyu's hair was a disheveled mess, crying in such an embarrassing way that it defied description… she was the luckiest, and yet the unluckiest.
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A day had passed, and the little bun was as calm as ever, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating a lollipop, and sleeping soundly, not at all worried that Li Qiyu would leave him behind.
It was Bo Yeyuan, however, who suffered from insomnia for the entire night and had no appetite for anything…
He was a grown man, not as naive as a child to believe any comforting words thrown his way!
If Li Qiyu really gave up on Tianci, found a way to escape Bin City, how many more two or three-year periods of his life could he spend waiting for her? What he feared more was that she would never return.
