Lan Shao sat alone on the couch, the TV playing the news he watched every day, but he wasn't paying attention, his eyes fixed on the clock on the wall.
Half an hour had passed.
He waited and waited, glanced left and right, but still didn't see Fan Rou come out, Lan Shao felt something was wrong.
He walked to the bathroom door and knocked: "Xiao Rou, are you okay?"
"I'll come out when I'm done." Fan Rou stood up against the wall.
Hearing her voice, Lan Shao was reassured she was fine, but he couldn't help but remind her: "Call me if you need anything."
"I know." Fan Rou found him nagging, but her tone was nice.
No one had cared for her like this for a long time, she had long wished someone would pay attention to her.
After getting out of the bathtub, Fan Rou grabbed a towel to dry her upper body first.
Seeing the red mark in the mirror, Fan Rou furrowed her eyebrows, it was from a bump earlier, slightly bleeding.
