Luo Binghe was waiting for Shen Qingqiu to turn around, and Shen Qingqiu was waiting too. No one wanted to admit the love in their hearts.
"Shen Qingqiu, why are you always like this, never willing to look back at me. I've obviously been waiting for you for so long."
Luo Binghe's voice gradually choked up, as if the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time burst out.
"Master, can't you wait for me too?"
As the Demon Lord, Luo Binghe had never begged someone so humbly for a long time, once for his adoptive mother and once for Shen Qingqiu. He had always thought that he resurrected Shen Qingqiu to make him regret it, but in the end he had to admit defeat first. Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, Shen Qingqiu will always be the victor in this battle.
"Luo Binghe, I may not be able to wait any longer."
Shen Qingqiu always felt that God must not like him and always made fun of him. He had never been a proactive person, nor did he know how to express his love, so he kept waiting. Xiaojiu was waiting for Seventh Brother, and Shen Qingqiu was waiting for Luo Binghe.
It's obvious that I owe someone an apology. It's so awkward.
Concept: Love is not just a promise