Even if Aunty Yu had not instructed her to clean up, Zuo Weiyi, being a hygienic person, would have done so.
She forced herself to pick up the bowl and wash it in the sink. Although she tried to avoid wetting her wound, her wound was eventually soaked.
When the cool water came in contact with her wound, she frowned. It was painful.
Luckily, there were only two bowls and very quickly, she was done washing.
She left the kitchen and when she walked past the living hall, she couldn't see Shi Nuannuan.
The weather was hot and Zuo Weiyi felt a sudden tiredness. She went up to the master bedroom on the second floor and planned to rest for a while.
***
The sky turned dark gradually. Zuo Weiyi woke up again and saw that the pale curtain was stained red.
