"I have always enjoyed my time alone because I know that all the people I still care about live a peaceful life like me, but maybe they don't like it very much. That is the norm of life, the most appropriate way to be in love with it. Otherwise, I can't be comfortable."

Suddenly one day, Beibei missed her mother very much. There was no reason for this. She just missed her very much. She sat alone on the windowsill, barefoot, and the sparse student-like person walking through the window with a large empty bag on her back. Her tears gradually slid down silently. She was pinched by the urgency of seizing the day and was uneasy. That night, she told Qin Tian about her thoughts of returning to China.

"Okay, I'll go back with you." Qin Tian sat next to the coffee table and drank coffee in his favorite position. Next to it was an almost broken explanation. He shouldn't drink coffee, but he liked to drink it at night.

Beibei stopped the work, she carried a towel, staring blankly, is this considered courtship? She couldn't judge, Qin Tian never said anything so clearly, and Beibei didn't expect him to say it too clearly. After four years of confusion, everything was still fine.

Besides, she would not accept Qin Tian again. It would be difficult to mention the past again. She was not a person who succumbed to fate and would not give herself a comfortable excuse for anything. Of course, they could also comfort each other, or even be partners in life, or give each other some special help, but she knew that neither of them could touch their love again.

"I do need you to do me a favor. I hope you can send Zhouzhou back to me." The girl turned around and continued her work. She said this, giving the two people a decent opportunity.

"I can go back to China with Zhouzhou." Qin Tian still read the book with his head in his mouth. The opportunity to memorize the explanation is much better than the TV series.

Beibei bit her lip: "If it was because of me, then it really didn't need it." She had to do so. She understood her demands too much and no longer needed any form of marriage to make a scene. If it weren't for love, she would have filled her own world enough and would not be lacking.

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In any case, Beibei always seemed very nervous, so her decision was usually in a hurry. The plane back to China at the fastest time had only one seat in an ordinary cabin, but she couldn't wait.

Beibei is always more worried than others. Once she thinks of something, she feels that she must seize the day.

"Mom, are grandma in a hurry?" Wen Zhouzhou stood next to the suitcase. He was not as tall as the box, and his little fist earned tightly, tilting his head.

"Grandma is not in a hurry, it's mother who is in a hurry, come here." Although she hugged her son, she did not make her feel better. Perhaps Zhou Zhou felt far less uncomfortable than Beibei. Her entanglement made the child unable to feel: "Grandma is old, and she wants to see her earlier. In two days, you will go back with Uncle Qin, and mom will go back first to prepare a room for you. Isn't this great?"
Chapter completed!