"You don't have to be like this. My leg injury has nothing to do with you, you don't have to feel obliged to take responsibility for me."
Fu Yi drank down the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp, put the cup down, pushed away the chair, and stood up. From Jiang Nuan's perspective, she could only see his lowered eyelids and eyelashes coated in the sunset glow.
"It's late, go back home and rest early, you still have work tomorrow."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Nuan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to ask him to stay just like before, and in her anxiety, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
"Fu Yi, I have something to tell you, will you listen to me first?"
Fu Yi stopped, his gaze shifted from her slender fingers to her face, silent, "Go ahead."
Jiang Nuan took a breath of relief, raised her eyes, full of worry, "Promise me you won't interrupt me first."
"..."
