I believe in my sixth sense...
Bei Fengjin's fingers, applying medicine to Baili Xia, paused slightly.
A single sentence, without knowing it, took his thoughts back somewhere.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?" As soon as Baili Xia saw his expression, her heart started to ache again.
Every time her dad's gaze freezes, she knows he's thinking of Bei Qingyou again.
How deep must a man's love be, to miss a woman, to miss her for so many years?
And, after so many years, the longing is still so deep, so deep.
The love buried deep in his heart has not vanished despite the passage of time.
Instead, it has grown deeper and deeper.
Her father's love for her mother is so deep that it's impossible to forget.
There are men and such love in this world, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably... wouldn't have believed it.
Suddenly, another face flashed through her mind.
That equally handsome but more aloof and charismatic face.
