"That night... that night..." Seeing the man remain silent, Wen Wan tentatively whispered.
"Nothing happened," the man's voice was somewhat cold.
"Oh." Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief.
"There's a scar next to your belly button," the man stated matter-of-factly.
At his words, Wen Wan's face flushed with embarrassment, stammering out a response, "Mhm."
"How did it happen?" the man asked, his voice even and calm.
"I don't remember, but my dad said it was from when I was a child, being naughty and knocking into something," Wen Wan's face reddened, her voice almost dripping with shyness.
"Heard it?" the man pondered aloud.
