"What would you like to exchange it for?" Xu Shiyan asked, seemingly casual.
Bo Jinke’s lips moved, but he did not answer. He seemed not to have heard her, his attention fixed entirely on the wound at her waist as he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the excess adhesive tape. When he looked up again, he unexpectedly locked eyes with Xu Shiyan. She was staring into his eyes without blinking.
Between them, silence and evasion were no longer effective shields; a single gesture or glance was enough to fathom seven or eight tenths of what the other was thinking.
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