"Why are you here?" Leng Yan slightly furrowed his brow, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"
In the early morning, when he came out of Ji Wei's room, he had specifically reminded her to return early to avoid being spotted by paparazzi.
Ji Wei gently bit her lower lip, looking at him timidly, "I was planning to leave, but when I saw your room door was open, I didn't know what happened. So I came to check. Your belongings are still in the room, I was afraid someone might take them."
"Okay." Leng Yan responded simply, without stopping and went straight to the bathroom. Letting the rushing water wash away the stains, over and over again, rubbing until the skin hurt, yet he seemed numb.
"What happened? Why did you suddenly run down?" Ji Wei quietly entered, standing behind him, looking at his hand with concern, her eye rims turning red, "What happened to your hand?"
Leng Yan glanced at her in the mirror, said nothing. Seeing her bandaged wrist, he let out a gentle sigh.
