She was a small boat floating in the vast ocean, and he was the sea wave pulling her along. She could only rely on him, bobbing and sinking incessantly.
...
After returning to the apartment, Bai Qianqian took a bath and dried her hair, then went back to bed.
In her mind, the image of Bai Jingqing hugging Beiming Shasha kept replaying. She stared blankly at the ceiling, suddenly finding it hard to breathe.
Lying in bed, she was too restless to fall asleep.
By the time Bai Jingqing returned home, it was already late. He didn't go straight to the master bedroom to take a bath, but bathed downstairs before going upstairs.
When he opened the door, the little lamp on the bedside in the room was still on. Bai Qianqian was asleep, her breath being serene. Considering it was already late into the night, it was normal for her to be sleeping.
Bai Jingqing paused in the doorway for a moment, images of her and his brother together kept flashing in his mind.