Maybe Lao Qi has never been so gentle in front of Xiaoshuai.
Maybe Lao Qi regretted why he thought he could do it so easily, he could do it.
Then he let go of his hands so easily.
He wanted him to fly, even if he lost the ability to fly. He at least had him soaring through the sky. Even in the years to come, he can only keep regretting, remembering, and thinking about what he used to be like. What lingers is the tenderest and warmest place deep in my heart, that innocent and even childish smile.
——Xiaoxiao Mumu's evaluation
Thank you, wood~
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