After a long time...
Shen Mo sighed lightly, appearing a bit helpless.
He went to the bed to help Bai Youwei tidy up the pile of clothes, the tin can of water on the table, and the folding crutch propped up at the corner of the bed... Sorting everything away one by one, and then he pushed her wheelchair.
Bai Youwei grabbed his wrist and looked up at him with clear, inquisitive eyes.
Shen Mo remained silent.
Her fingers gently slid down into his palm, which was broad and warm. With restless intent, she idly scratched the slightly rough callouses on his hand.
"Hey, say something." Her smile was all innocence, but within it was a mischievous tease, "Do you need me to give you another chance?"
Shen Mo withdrew his hand, ignoring her playful provocations, and firmly pushed the wheelchair onwards—
This time, the spoilt girl Bai Youwei didn't fuss. She let out an icy hmph.
