Tan song's suppressed sobbing came from the other end of the phone, " Bai Qing, I miss him ... I want to die ... It's too painful ..."
Tan song's words were intermittent. Chu baiqing sat on the floor, paralyzed, tears flowing down.
The number of times he cried could be counted, and it was basically all because of tan song and Shen Chen.
At the thought of Shen Chen not being in this world anymore, he was in so much pain that he could not breathe. One could imagine what kind of situation tan song, who loved so deeply, would be in.
Every time he thought of Shen Chen, his every move would appear clearly in Chu baiqing's mind.
The back view of him stuffing popsicles into tan song's refrigerator ...
The helpless expression he had when he was giving black a bath ...
The focus and deep affection he had when he hugged and kissed tan song ...
He said to him, " Bai Qing's path is not easy to walk. You have to bear a lot. You have to think about it.
He ...
