"I was just... back then, my feelings were so complicated, you... wouldn't understand."
"You keep talking until I do! But why wouldn't you say a single word?"
Including the days after they arrived on the island, if he had no suspicions, why didn't he offer a single explanation?
She couldn't comprehend his thought processes, they were really hard to fathom.
"Can we go back to the tent to talk, please? Your feet..." He looked down at her bare feet.
Aren't they cold without shoes?
She wasn't cold, but he felt cold for her, worried that she'd catch a cold if they didn't go back soon.
Baili Xia slightly shrank her body.
If he hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have even noticed.
But now that he brought it up, she suddenly realized, it really was quite cold.
"Let's go back." This time, Mu Xiaojiu didn't say anything else, bent down to scoop her into his arms, and strode towards the tent.
