How could Baili Xia know what Nangong Xu was thinking? Her mind was entirely focused on Tian at the moment.
What's more, she just undid a few buttons, not intending to take off her clothes.
Nangong Xu was overthinking.
"Ye Zi, look, this is the scar I got when we sneaked into the Peach Garden to steal peaches when we were kids and fell."
Tian's wandering gaze gradually landed on Baili Xia's shoulder.
The tiny scar on her shoulder was already very faint, almost disappearing.
Yet, a faint outline still remained.
Baili Xia bit her lip, her voice a little hoarse.
"The garden owner caught us. You were afraid he'd hurt me, so you held onto his leg and told me to run."
"But I didn't run — we both ended up being bedridden for several days after being beaten by the garden owner..."
"Ye Zi, have you forgotten all this? Did you really forget?"
Nangong Xu, listening from the side, felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
