C40 Behind the truth

"Alright, Xia He."

Kong Yi took Xia He's hand, waking her from her pain.

"Stop thinking about it. Let's go over there. I'll make you a garland."

"Yes."

Sitting on the rattan chair, Kong Yi broke off a rose branch and spoke of what they had said when they were young. Xia He listened quietly, as if she was a well-behaved little girl.

Kong Yi could not help but rub Xia He's head, and then