"You fell down the stairs, don't you remember?"
Nasha narrowed her eyes, seemingly trying hard to recall, and after a moment, she suddenly realized, "Ah, I remember now, I think I did fall down the stairs. No wonder my body feels like it's been rolled over, sore and achy, and my head hurts too."
"Do you still remember how you fell down the stairs?"
Nasha blinked, ready to respond to Qinghe's question out of habit, then suddenly shut her mouth. Hesitating, her eyes darted around, clearly thinking of a lie. Even Gu Che could tell what she was thinking; it was all too easy to guess. She was obviously planning how to deceive Qinghe.
Qinghe suddenly laughed, "Nasha, lying isn't your strong suit, tell the truth."
