If I Have to Choose, It Has to Be Her (8)

An Xiaxia cleared her throat. To ease the embarrassment, she asked politely, "Is it serious?"

Song Qingchen looked up and gave her a perfect smile. "It's nothing… It's just a regular checkup. It goes way back to when I fell into the water… Xiaxia, you wouldn't understand."

That smile looked so fragile.

Sheng Yize's frown grew deeper. "Songsong, why didn't you tell me about your illness?"

With the breeze, the warm sunshine, and the two people standing there facing each other, they made a picture as pretty as a scene from some Korean drama.

An Xiaxia stood on the side and the smile on her face grew bitter.

She was the real girlfriend here, but somehow, she felt like the third wheel.

Was this how it was supposed to feel? Six months versus twelve years?

"I didn't want Brother Ah Ze to worry about me." Song Qingchen chuckled. She then stood on her toes and waved at someone a short distance away. "Daddy, I'm here!"