Lin Nuan kept silent and she heard Wen Moshen's almost inaudible sigh.
"Is Mushroom still well?"
At the mention of Mushroom, the heat rushed up to Lin Nuan's eyes once more and she almost couldn't resist her tears, so she lowered her head even more, saying, "Mushroom is no longer around."
Wen Moshen's fingers paused and once he finished wiping his hand, he clenched the tissue in his fist, asking, "When did that happen?"
"The day you came back."
"Ah…"
Wen Moshen gave a heavy sound as his answer, making it impossible to decipher his emotions.
"So, you were afraid that I'd be upset and that's why you didn't dare to come see me?"
Wen Moshen gave Lin Nuan an excuse for why she didn't visit him after such a long time.
But Lin Nuan was unable to nod without a guilty conscience, so she kept her silence.
