The dim yellow light filled the plain room.
The man and woman were sitting side by side on the edge of the bed. The man applied medicine to his wounds and whispered random stories.
The woman stared fixedly at the man's handsome side profile, her eyes complicated. Occasionally, her lips would move, but she hesitated to speak.
After an unknown period of time, Luo Ning saw the bruises on his arms and couldn't help gently touching them with her fingers.
Ye Jingtang paused and turned around. "Heroine Luo?"