On the verge of widowhood

With this understanding, Bai Qing suddenly felt very empty in his heart, and even the temperature in the house dropped a few degrees, feeling very cold.

Dazedly entered the bedroom, lifted the quilt and shrunk into the quilt, almost all the fragrance of grass unique to Bai Zi's body came to his nostrils, but Bai Qing couldn't fall asleep at all after tossing and turning.

He kept his eyes open looking at the dappled ceiling.

Looking at it, I feel inexplicable eye pain, headache, and even heart pain.

There was a coolness on his cheek, Bai Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, and was very surprised to feel the salty wetness.

……He cried?

With this realization, he seemed to really wake up from a dream, turned his face sideways and let the tears soak into the bedding along the curve of his side face.