That year, Bai Tinghua was still very young.
She is Bai Zihua's most doting apple. In the world, she seems to be the clearest spring water, carefree. In her spare time, she liked to hold Sheng Xiaomo's broad hand and play on the swing. The swing would get higher and higher, and her silver bell-like laughter would spread throughout his heart. His warm smile is something she will never forget in her life.
Sheng Xiaomo liked to watch her dancing in the peach blossom forest. Even though the dance looked a little childish, he felt that it was the most beautiful scene in the world.
He knew that this was just his love for the junior as his uncle.