"All your injuries have truly healed. There isn't even a scar remaining."
Bai Luo said as he caressed the smooth contours of Xiao Mo's back.
While finishing unwrapping the bandages on his legs, Xiao Mo replied.
"I do have a scar."
Xiao Mo turned to face Bai Luo and pointed at his right shoulder, where a faint finger-length scar was visible.
Bai Luo reached out and traced his fingertips down the scar. A complex expression appeared on his face as he recalled the events of that night.
Seeing Bai Luo's expression, Xiao Mo grabbed his hand to stop him before saying.
"Why don't you turn around. I'll help wash your back first, then you can do mine after."
Bai Luo nodded before he pulled his gaze away from the scar on Xiao Mo's chest and turned around.
