Every dressing change was, in truth, a form of torture for Shen Mobei. Fearing that he would not be able to bear the pain, Xu Qiaoqiao tried to distract him and picked up the topic from the other day. "Right, when I was out for dinner that day, I ran into someone. Guess who?"
"I won't guess."
Shen Mobei spat out the two words expressionlessly, as if saying one more word would kill him.
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