Almighty Qin's Heartache
Editor: Henyee Translations
Seeing this scene, Qin Mo felt his throat tighten, a sharp pain piercing his heart. He was reminded of a memory from before when he reached out into the emptiness.
A splitting ache filled his brain while a voice was calling out to him.
The most important person in his life was no longer around.
Deep inside his memory, a tiny figure leaned onto him, her small hands measuring the temperature on his forehead. She asked patiently, "Momo, do you want some water? I can't cook but I can pour you some water, tell me how much you need for you to acknowledge you are mine? I am very rich, I can give you everything."
"Dummy, shut up." He could ignore the whole world but not the small figure that was always playing her keyboard in front of him. A flush crept up his ears, he was afraid of infecting her but yet, he couldn't resist the comfortable hug she was giving him.