After returning home, Little Qi sat in the study in a daze.
Mu Qiqi opened the door and saw her in that state. She sat down on her daughter's desk and asked, "Do you want me to take a picture of your expression?"
"Mom..." Little Qi Qiqi glared at her. "Don't laugh at me."
"So, why were you in a daze just now?" Mu Qiqi got up from the desk and pulled Little Qi to the sofa to ask.
"What does it feel like to feel heartache?"
"Then tell me first, what does it feel like in your heart?" Mu Qiqi said gently to her daughter.
"It's a little sour and painful. When I think about what happened to him, I wish I could give him the best things."
"This is what it feels like to feel heartache," Mu Qiqi said to Little Qi seriously. "My daughter has really grown up and knows how it feels to have heartache."
Thinking about how she was discussing boys with her mother at her age, Little Qi was still a little embarrassed.
