It was raining all the way, Bian Yue sat in the passenger seat, looking at Shen Jinci's aloof and noble profile.
He didn't speak, very calm, his demeanor like deeper water under still surfaces.
Finally, at a red light moment, Bian Yue couldn't help but speak up, softly saying, "Shen Jinci, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
"Like what?"
"Like, what we talked about in Li Sihe's hospital room."
"If you want to tell me, you would have said it."
The windshield wipers swept away the wet streaks, the red light splashing.
Bian Yue gripped her hands tightly, she gathered her courage, quietly said, "I asked everything, we cleared it all up."
Shen Jinci turned his face towards her.
His expression was even gentle, his slender hand lightly lifted, touched Bian Yue's hair, he said, "That's good then, that it's all cleared up."
Bian Yue's heart seemed to be tightly grasped, unable to breathe.
