Lu Tong stood in the empty room and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
It was strange, back when Ji Xun brought her here, she was reluctant and watched these two with a cold eye. But after half a month, Ji Xun checked her pulse and prepared her medicine daily, caring for her illness. His was the concern of a healer for his patient, yet that patience and gentleness vaguely reminded her of Lu Rou.
When she was ill in Changwu County, it was Lu Rou who had looked after her like that.
Yet, his aloofness and remoteness, his eccentricities and silence were nothing like Lu Rou's.
