The heater in the car is very comfortable.
After freezing outside, coming back in.
Makes one feel drowsy.
Ling Tian'ao took care of her wounds.
The two had nothing to say.
Ling Tian'ao didn't talk much, and Xia Zhisu wasn't someone who liked to talk either.
But the atmosphere in the car wasn't awkward at all.
They were accustomed to interacting this way.
Even sitting quietly without speaking felt completely normal.
"Why hasn't Ling Chuan come out yet?" She hadn't been sleeping well these days, insomnia night after night, but now she felt like sleeping.
Maybe it was because he was beside her.
"He probably hasn't found the book yet." Ling Tian'ao said, seeing her weary, "Why don't you sleep for a while? I'll wake you up when he comes out."
Xia Zhisu shook her head, "No need."
She glanced up at the wound on his chest, the white bandages stained noticeably with blood.
That was from her knife stabbing into his chest.
