Hearing this, Zuzi raised her eyes slightly, "Really?"
Does a person become humble when they love something?
Bai He nodded, "Yes, little Ancestor, it's like when we meet someone we like, we can't help but be a little humble. We'll constantly think about whether they're happy, if they're eating well or sleeping well. Even if we don't see them for a long time and there's no call or message, we're still thinking about them silently. When we close our eyes, their image is stuck in our mind, but we're too shy to say it out loud. You know the feeling I'm talking about, right?"
Bai He spoke with genuine emotion.
Xi Rubao couldn't help but laugh, patting Bai He on the shoulder, "Then you asked the wrong person. Our Ancestor lady doesn't worry about anything, she wouldn't think about someone like this."
Even if it's her brother-in-law, little Ancestor isn't the type who can't live without him, right?
Anyway, she has never seen Zuzi miss anyone.
