The woman looked into Sheng Xian's eyes, brimming with tears, "Asheng—"
Sheng Xian, looking like he didn't want to discuss any further, bent slightly towards her, grabbed Lu Jingyan's wrist without waiting for her to finish speaking, and led her across the street.
Lu Jingyan turned her head for a brief glance back.
The woman seemed very upset, constantly dabbing at her tears with her head lowered.
Lu Jingyan was more worried about Sheng Xian than about the woman.
Sheng Xian seemed fairly calm, but she was a bit afraid that he was just forcibly holding himself together. As soon as they got in the car, she immediately rummaged through her bag for the small medicine box she carried, took out two pills, and handed them to him.
Sheng Xian hesitated for a moment, slowly lifting his eyelids to look into the eyes of his little girlfriend.
