When Leng Xinran said this, Lan Xiu actually did not know how to reply.
Although that was true, once a relationship happened, who could control it? On this point, he could empathize with her.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "All these years, have you been living like this?"
His words puzzled Leng Xinran and she looked at him confusedly.
"I've seen the wound on your arm. It wasn't a light hit. How's your shoulder?"
He did not miss the slight frown on her face when she pulled her shoulder.
Leng Xinran paused for a moment and did not answer. She just increased the speed of the car silently.
Later, the two did not speak much along the way. Lan Xiu did not ask any more questions. He simply talked to her about work and she became engrossed in the conversation.
When they returned to City Z, it was almost midnight. Leng Xinran went straight back to her apartment.