Qin Miaomiao's right eyelid kept twitching, ever since leaving the cemetery and getting in the car, her eyelid just wouldn't stop quivering. Her heart felt uneasy, and she grasped Lu Qing's arm with discomfort.
"What's wrong?"
"I... I don't know what's wrong, my heart is in turmoil."
Upon hearing Qin Miaomiao's words, Lu Qing's eyes became vacant. He gently held her hand and, in a comforting tone, said: "It's nothing. You just got overly emotional when you were bowing earlier, just take a moment and you'll be fine."
"Really?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Hearing this, Qin Miaomiao obediently listened to Lu Qing's words and tried to regulate her breathing.
Sometimes, Qin Miaomiao is just someone who makes others worry easily, she takes every word Lu Qing casually said seriously. Suddenly, he realized there were things he had been too careless about before.
"Miao Miao, promise me, don't be sad anymore."
