Fate?
Qian Jiangyue collected his thoughts, the sunlight outside the window was still bright and dazzling.
The life or death of an individual is insignificant to the whole world, just like a small stone thrown into the sea.
"Speaking of which, how have you been lately? I've been sort of busy, so I haven't been able to visit you much." Qian Jiangyue said softly to Lian Banyue, who sat in front of him.
"Hehe, wouldn't you know if you stayed here for a couple of days? Why ask such a stupid question out of the blue?" Lian Banyue's voice became sharp again.
Hearing these words, the expression on Qian Jiangyue's face didn't change. He left Lian Banyue's side, went to a corner of the room, and brought back a cup of warm water. After testing the temperature, he held the cup to Lian Banyue's lips.
"Drink some water, you must be thirsty." Qian Jiangyue gently lifted the base of the cup, "Here's a good girl, open your mouth."
