Shu Wan keenly perceived Fu Yang's emotional change, she looked up, just in time to see a hint of red emerging at the corner of his eyes.
"I only wanted to scare him by tossing him into the haystack after that bratty kid snatched my stuff first. I never intended to let the snake bite him."
Fu Yang wouldn't usually bother explaining these matters, but for some reason, at that moment, he couldn't help but blurt it out.
"I figured as much," Shu Wan said with a smile in her eyes, "Anyway, it's nothing serious, no need to blame yourself."
Fu Yang grunted a response, "Oh."
His silver, broken hair softly stuck to his forehead, casting a shadow over the reddened corners of his eyes, making him look pitiable yet adorable.
[It's the first time I've found the Young Master quite well-behaved, looking so wronged. Come, come into big sister's arms for comfort.]
