Ye mu Bai was not focused on driving.
then, wen yuan's phone rang. it was ye mulin.
She picked up the call. Her voice was nasal and she didn't speak much. She only hummed a few times before hanging up.
ye mu bai looked at the rearview mirror and saw that her nose was a little red. she seemed to have cried.
"Did I scold you?" he asked softly after a pause.
"no." wen yuan looked out of the window and said in a soft voice, " "i'm just a little sad."
Then, she muttered to herself, " "I've always lived with him for a few years, and now I'm a little sad. You won't understand Hanhan."
to her, ye mulin was a warm existence. he had given her a place to shelter from the rain when she was the most helpless. otherwise, she might have had to leave B city with xiangnan a few years ago.
