Xiyan was taken aback. Her small chin, which was originally held high, relaxed a bit upon hearing what Ou Jue said, and she slowly lowered it.
Ou Jue continued in a deep, mellow voice, "The school is very big, and she just transferred here, so she doesn't even know where the infirmary is. That's why I personally brought her here to get the medicine."
Xiyan wiped her tears and finally turned over her small face to look at him, "Are you explaining this to me?"
"I'm just stating the facts."
Has she become easier to appease?
Or too easily satisfied.
His two sentences hit the softest part of her heart so accurately.
Smoothing out the irritation there bit by bit.
Xiyan suddenly laughed through her tears, her tone much lighter than before, "You are explaining it to me. You're still afraid I'll misunderstand, right?"
Ou Jue's hand, which was applying an ice pack to her wound, paused slightly. Without looking up, he said in a calm voice, "Think whatever you want."
