Lingxiao applied a thin layer of the ointment to his face that evening.
He didn't know whether it was psychological, but after just one day, he felt that the scar on his face seemed to have flattened out quite a bit.
He had made up his mind that he wouldn't wait three months; as long as in one month his scar really faded and became smoother, he would explain the truth to Zuo Xiangning.
Whenever Lingxiao thought about being with Zuo Xiangning in the future, he became so excited that he couldn't sleep at all that night.
Meanwhile, Zuo Xiangning also didn't have a good night's sleep.
Whether he was Lingxiao or not, this question troubled her all night long.
The next day, when she saw the Masked Man again, her gaze inevitably followed him wherever he went.
When she noticed that the man was still acting the same as before, her restless heart gradually calmed down.
