"Does your hand still hurt?" Zhu Sui suddenly asked after the two of them walked in silence for a while.
Ji Wei nodded first, then shook his head. "It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Zhu Sui nodded. "I'll apply the ointment for you again when we get back."
Ji Wei nodded and nodded. He reached out to tighten the collar of his coat and stopped talking.
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward. Why did it feel like there was no common topic if they did not argue?
Zhu Sui felt a little depressed, but he couldn't think of any other topics, so he could only go home in silence.
When Liang Xun returned home, Jing Yao was watching dramas with the auntie. Family ethics melodramas.
When Jing Yao was alone, she liked to watch those classic movies. When she watched them with the auntie, she usually let the auntie choose.
She would even find a topic to chat with the auntie.