"So, I'm sure you've been heartbroken!" Xia Yinian nodded thoughtfully.
"And because it hurt so much, you've sealed these memories away."
"So young, learning about love?" Shen Qing poked Xia Yinian on the head.
"Feels nice, do it again." Xia Yinian not only wasn't annoyed but even leaned her head over.
"Are you always this cheeky?"
Shen Qing pressed the head that was leaning over, and Xia Yinian naturally rested on her thigh.
The whole action was completed naturally, and neither felt the slightest bit uncomfortable.
"Of course not, I only like being hit by you." Xia Yinian looked up at Shen Qing.
Shen Qing glanced at her and said softly, "Nian Nian, what's with that look?"
"I really want to call you 'Mom.'" Xia Yinian squinted, seemingly enjoying their current posture.
"I've never had a mom since I was little; I was adopted."
Shen Qing's beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face darkened.
"Nian Nian doesn't have a mom?"
