Lu Yebai stared into her eyes, his own slightly reddening as he lowered his head to kiss her lips.
"Me too," his voice wavered.
The reason he loved her was simply that she was her. Simply because she, who had known him for such a long time and had been hurt and let down by him, had chosen to let go of the past and love him again. That person was Meng Xi'er.
"Come on."
Meng Xi'er pushed him away, picking up the spoon Lu Yebai had left on the plate and thrusting it into his hand. "Eat."
He scooped only a few spoonfuls of the plain porridge and didn't touch the rest.
Lu Yebai furrowed his sharp brows, "I'm already full."
"How will you heal if you eat so little?"
She looked at Lu Yebai's bandaged skin, smelling of herbal medicine. Touching his scar-riddled arm, she whispered, "Will it scar?"
"No," Lu Yebai held her hand, smiling faintly, "I don't scar easily."
"This is all my fault." She sighed softly, eyes downcast, whispering, "Du Xiaorong kidnapped me a few days ago..."
