Knowing full well that Mu Shaoqian did it on purpose, Mo Chuxi's thoughts were nonetheless stirred by him.
The sky was so blue, the warm breeze of early summer brushed against their clothes.
In front of him stood a girl with a pure and radiant smile.
"Brother Xi, I want to follow you for the rest of my life. But would you find me annoying?"
The tender, sweet voice was like a babbling stream, softly flowing into Mo Chuxi's heart.
The boy's handsome face broke into a doting smile as he reached out his delicate little hand offering her a chocolate ring candy.
"I, Mo Chuxi, will marry Little Qianyuan to be my wife. I will treat her well for the rest of my life, love her only, and let her follow me forever!"
That childhood promise felt as if it were made just yesterday, the words still echoing in his ears.
Yan Xinxin looked at Mo Chuxi's silent profile, wanting to say something but unsure of how to begin.
"Mo Chuxi, let's see how long you two can last!"
