Little Zhuo is by her side, and they keep each other company day and night.
When she was confused, Little Zhuo would explain things to her. When she was injured, Little Zhuo would make arrangements for her. When she wanted to prove herself, Little Zhuo would let her try. When she achieved something, Little Zhuo would truly notice it.
For Qing Chi, this closeness felt more real than old memories.
She found herself drawn closer to Little Zhuo, and it became a natural thing.
Little Zhuo looked at her serious face, his heart softened, and he spoke gently, "Qing Chi, you are definitely not my human pet."
Qing Chi blinked her eyes.
Little Zhuo spoke tenderly, "You are my friend and also my comrade-in-arms. We've gone through life and death together!"
Qing Chi was stunned.
Friend.
Comrade-in-arms.
These two words fell into her heart, making it feel warmer.
She felt that Little Zhuo was doing more to comfort her.
And this comfort, she would remember in her heart.
