No matter which scar Lin Shiyan's hand rests on, Wang Dadong can quickly tell the story behind that scar, even the date and the weather of that day.
Those scars represent memories, an unyielding bond between comrades.
"Honey, you've asked me so many questions, can I ask you one?" Wang Dadong suddenly spoke.
"Go ahead." Lin Shiyan softly replied. Wang Dadong had shared so much of his past, she would definitely answer any of his questions.
"Honey, why are your boobs so big?"
"..." Lin Shiyan was speechless, rolling her eyes at Wang Dadong. How would she know, it's naturally that way, isn't it?
"Maybe, maybe it's genetics, my mom's are also quite big." Lin Shiyan finally said, a little shyly.
Wang Dadong quickly shut his mouth.
Lin Tian had told him about Lin Shiyan's mother; he didn't want Lin Shiyan to feel sad because of her mother's matters.
