"You've been back for a while. What were you thinking about just now? I called you, but you didn't respond."
"Nothing."
What she was thinking, she didn't say.
Yet Jiang Nan could guess.
He raised his hand and held hers.
Unlike her cold hands, Jiang Nan's hands were dry and warm, able to completely envelop her hands.
His hand covered hers, gripping her cold hands, and she felt the warmth continuously emanating from his hand.
Just like his person, he was able to give warmth to others.
Situ Yunshu smiled weakly and clasped his hand back, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Don't think too much, everything will get better."
"Hmm." She believed.
Everything would get better.
Heaven wouldn't be so unfair to her.
Wouldn't treat her harshly forever.
Having tasted all the bitterness, it's time for her life to gain some sweetness.
"It's good that you think this way." Jiang Nan patted her hand. "I'll go make you some soup, today it's carp soup."
"Okay."
