The Mysterious Deskmate (139)

Mu Xiaoxiao looked down at the small tomb beside her. Her tears streaked down her cheeks.

She sobbed and said, "I was thinking, if you were… still alive, would you also protect me like he did? I know you would."

"Ah Ze… I really want to see how you'd look growing up. You'd definitely grow up to be really handsome. You wouldn't lose to Jun Zeye."

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her emotions as she buried her face in her knees, her tears gushing and wetting her shirt.

Her voice was very raspy as she muttered helplessly, "Ah Ze… What should I do? I feel like I'm starting to forget how you look like."

Since Ah Ze's passing so many years ago, the memories of him when they were young had gradually become a blur. Even if she tried hard to recall, she realized that she could only make out a vague silhouette.

Mu Xiaoxiao was so sad!

Suddenly, a warm palm touched the top of her head.