Ye Lantian woke up and saw the person beside the bed, clearly a bit surprised.
She wanted to prop herself up but found a tearing pain coming from her back.
Zhuo Yue saw her discomfort, quickly went over to support her, signaling her to lie down and not move.
"Your back is injured, don't move, just rest well."
The young man's voice, amidst its warmth, carried a trace of unintended heartache, and his handsome face, under the light, looked exceptionally captivating.
Ye Lantian stared at him, pouting slightly, "Why am I here?"
"This is..."
"My place," he said while tucking her in, "Your brother said he didn't want your parents to know about your injury, so I took the liberty to bring you here."
Ye Lantian, "..."
The young man also stared at her, his gaze deep, seemingly cold, questioning her.
"Why didn't you tell me you came to South City to study?"
He thought she was still in Ningdu.
