He spoke casually and naturally, as if he were grateful for Luo Xiujuan's care over the past few days.
Luo Xiujuan simply said, "I know this place better than you do, so you don't need to worry about these things."
Xun Xiangbin nodded in agreement, "Yes, you're from here, so naturally you know it better than I do."
Luo Xiujuan paused slightly.
She's not from here.
She ended up here by begging.
But seeing Xun Xiangbin's innocent and honest smile, she said nothing and pushed him back into the main room.
During this period, Xun Xiangbin slept on a makeshift bed set up in the main room.
The bed between Qin Zheng and Ye Yun is a place of discord. Although Qin Zheng and Ye Yun are not at home, the situation is different. Unless Qin Zheng and Ye Yun agree, outsiders cannot be allowed to stay there casually.
After seeing Xun Xiangbin back to his room, Luo Xiujuan turned around and planned to go back to the west room to rest.
However, the moment she closed the door...
"Comrade Xiujuan."
Xun Xiangbin's voice called from behind, softly, lowly, and somewhat urgent, with a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Luo Xiujuan slowly turned around to look at him.
There were no electric lights in the small room, only the kerosene lamp in Xun Xiangbin's hand was lit, its dim warm light illuminating his slightly red and chapped face with scratches.
He looked at Luo Xiujuan, his dark pupils seemingly filled with unspeakable emotions.
That gaze was as if looking at a treasure that had just been unearthed and separated for thousands of years, filled with heavy longing, as if there were a thousand words to say but no words to express them.
After a long pause, he swallowed hard and asked in a low voice, "Have we known each other before?"
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