A sour feeling

When Shui Xuan 'er laughed, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It was very light, but for some reason, Shangguan Shaoheng felt a little sad when he saw it.

Shangguan Shaoheng still remembered that when Shui Xuan 'er smiled in the past, her eyes would always be bright, and her smile would always be bright and beautiful.

Seeing her smile like this, Shangguan Shaoheng's heart ached.

He had never wanted a thank you.

He wanted to make it up to Xuan 'er. He wanted to take care of her and stay by her side.

What was she like in the past?

In the past, she liked to hold his arm, hold his hand, and smile brightly. When she smiled, she would look at him, look at him, and say a lot.

At that time, she loved to talk and would talk a lot.

At that time, he would always listen quietly and habitually.

He would listen to whatever she said, and his mood would be better when he saw her talk and smile.