C1124 What Do People Live For?

"Qing Yan, what do you mean by that?" Qi Qing looked at the withering flowers on the windowsill. She plucked them off and threw them into the soil of the flower pot.

Qing Yan scratched her head and frowned awkwardly. "Qing Yan didn't even think about it. She was just living her days like that. Everyday would probably be great."

Qi Qing remained silent