Xue Lingqiao realized that he seemed to be seeing this person for the first time, like a hedgehog that turned over its belly, revealing its true fragility. Not everyone is what they appear to be, including myself and the person in front of me.

On the contrary, much cuter. But Xue Lingqiao didn't have the talent to comfort others.

Xue Lingqiao looked at her quietly, and suddenly smiled, with a soft rippling light in her eyes, "Do you want to fly?"