The rhythmic sound of the grinding wheel slowed down for a moment, then continued rolling.
It was a while before Lin Shuo replied, "I, I'd better not go."
Yun Jiao raised her head to look at Lin Shuo's back and said softly, "Brother Lin, how long are you going to keep running away?"
The sound of the grinding wheel completely slowed down, and Lin Shuo gave a bitter smile, "It's not escaping, I really can't go back."
His voice suddenly lowered, "I made a mistake, I killed someone."
Yun Jiao managed to discern his words from the muffled sound of the grinding wheel.
She was a bit surprised, "Is the government hunting you?"
Lin Shuo shook his head, "Not at all, they—they didn't report it."
Since it wasn't reported, with the status of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, the government naturally wouldn't meddle out of boredom.
Yun Jiao couldn't understand, "Then why not go back?"
