"Everyone go outside and leave these lovebirds to talk."
Jiang Xiaobai was leaving the Polar tomorrow; this was his final moment with Bai Ling. Bai Feng thoughtfully gave them some time to be alone together.
The room was left with just Jiang Xiaobai and Bai Ling, the two of them sitting face to face, quietly watching each other.
"Ling'er, do you regret following me?"
After a long silence, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly asked this question.
"Why do you say that?" Bai Ling was startled.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "All these years, I've been running around, and we've been apart more than together. I'm afraid one day you'll get fed up with such a life."
Bai Ling laughed, "Sometimes, I do feel it's not worth it for myself. Ever since I met you, you've never had a quiet moment. There's always something entangling you, and sometimes I don't even feel like you've ever belonged to me."
Jiang Xiaobai moved closer, and Bai Ling naturally leaned on his shoulder.
