The car drove steadily on the road.
Bo Cixue leaned against the front passenger seat, looking slightly tired.
"You've been working overtime recently?" The man's elegant voice broke the silence in the car.
Bo Cixue hummed. "That's how the research institute works, but I quite like it. I won't overthink when I'm busy."
While waiting for the traffic light, Ye Jie looked at Bo Cixue and said with a tense expression, "Cixue, there are some things I don't know how to explain to you. I've been sincere to you during this period and I wasn't disgusted by you that day. It was my own problem."
"It's my fault. I didn't adjust my emotions and hurt you again."
Bo Cixue looked at his thin face. There was a faint shadow in his eyes like hers. He must have not been feeling well recently.
Bo Cixue bit her lip, not wanting them to be immersed in such an atmosphere. She smiled and said, "I know. I only said those words casually that day in the clinic."
