In Shen Shengqi's heart, a peach orchard bloomed, with every petal of the peach blossoms engraved with the name Guaibao.
He saw her slightly aggrieved expression, and his heart melted away completely.
"Guaibao, my uncle has been holding a grudge against my dad for keeping my mom in the clinic for half his life."
Shen Shengqi gently spoke, looking at her with a warm smile: "But my mom said that was her happiest time and her most valuable, fulfilling way of living. She and my dad found the original intention of attending medical school back then."
Guaibao didn't understand how this related to his studying abroad: "Then why don't you take over the family clinic?"
Shen Shengqi never dared to say it before, he never dared to say it.
But now, facing Guaibao's crystal-clear, captivating eyes, he finally dared to say: "Because of you. The clinic is their dream, so they have to persist. But my dream is you."
Guaibao: "..."
