"This place isn't safe to stay for long, let's leave here first."
Yun Ya silently watched his back, her fingers curling around his palm. Yan Song glanced back at her: "What's wrong?"
"You already know, don't you?" Yun Ya's tone was sullen.
Yan Song knew what she was referring to, but couldn't help playing dumb: "Know what?"
Yun Ya pouted: "Forget it if you don't know."
After all, she didn't deliberately keep it from him.
How could she bring up such a matter on her own?
Yan Song understood her concerns, sympathizing with her situation, and couldn't help but smile: "No wonder I thought you were so skilled at bandaging wounds, turns out it's your job."
Remembering something, Yan Song stopped in his tracks, turning his head to look at her oddly: "That first time we met, in the alley, you were performing surgery on Ah Jiu, weren't you?"
Yun Ya snorted, he still had the nerve to bring it up: "What did you think I was doing? Indulging in some hobby of torturing small animals?"
