After Shangguan Xiu left the room where An Xiaomian was detained, he directly left her family's old house and came onto the road outside.
This was the countryside, where the roads were not maintained, all of them dirt paths. It was alright now without rain, but if it rained, just walking around once would cover the soles of your shoes in mud.
Shangguan Xiu irritably scanned the surrounding scenery, and his mood worsened.
He was born in a wealthy and noble family and had never been to such a poorly conditioned place before. Now, for An Xiaomian, he had come here and, influenced by her in an unprecedented manner, had let her stay to take care of her grandmother, and he too had stayed.
He felt that he must be crazy.
Crazy in a strange way, completely out of control.
Moreover, he, who never apologized to anyone, just now, upon seeing the wounds on her arms and collarbone, actually felt a bit embarrassed.
He really was crazy, only a crazy him would feel sorry for someone else.
