Afterward, he opened the wardrobe and took out a set of clean clothes, "I'm going to fetch some water."
He walked past her with an expressionless face, his steps staggering, his figure hurried.
Behind him, she tilted her head slightly, then suddenly sighed.
She faintly realized that he seemed to have a knot in his heart, and this knot seemed... not only related to her, not just because she had run away from home at first?
***
Fearing she might catch a cold, he fetched a bucket of hot water for her to bathe in; after she had finished, he personally helped her get dressed. He was very serious, as if it were a solemn and important ritual taking place in his eyes.
She sat in front of Wood's dressing table, the clarity of the Brass Mirror was not very good, but she could see him standing behind her. Clumsily, he held up her long hair and, with a wooden comb, gently combed through her damp strands.
"Haoming?" She suddenly turned around and grabbed his hand.
He paused, "Hmm."
