After Lin Ruoxi finished washing the dishes, she sat dazedly in the living room.
Xue Rui sat on the sofa, his head turned as he stared blankly out the window.
The two had nothing in common to talk about. For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward.
The two were from different worlds to begin with. Because of Xue Rui's forceful intervention, Lin Ruoxi's life had been turned upside down.
Lin Ruoxi was a little unsure of what to do. She felt like Xue Rui was waiting for something.
'Waiting for me to change clothes?'
She thought about it carefully. That was just how Xue Rui was; he never procrastinated.
If she dawdled any longer, Xue Rui would probably start rushing her.
So, she turned and went back to her room.
In reality, Xue Rui was just spacing out, thinking about whether he had missed anything.
In his previous life, Lin Ruoxi had suffered a huge blow from the old woman's death, which was why she chose to take her own life.
