"We need to work on this together." Bai Jingqing gently kissed her cheek, knowing that she hadn't had it easy these past few days either. He couldn't go on like this; he had to pull himself together for the one he loved and the one who loved him.
Qianqian's lips slowly moved closer to his, and as their lips met, Bai Jingqing immediately deepened the kiss...
Lips intertwined, kissing, entwined...
Until...
"The porridge is burnt!" Qianqian suddenly turned her head to turn off the stove, but the kitchen was already filled with a strong burnt smell.
Bai Jingqing rarely laughed...
The breakfast was the simplest of foods, yet the two of them found it incredibly enjoyable in the dining room.
Even that slightly burnt-flavored porridge was completely finished by Bai Jingqing.
After a warm meal, Bai Jingqing felt alive again!
Looking at the girl across from him, he knew very well that he couldn't go on like this. His father was gone, everyone was grieving, but life still had to go on.
