Wen Shaoyu's steps faltered slightly.
He thought Ji Shuhe's hesitation was a bout of choice paralysis, that she was struggling to decide what to eat. He had even thoughtfully prepared a few options to make it easier for her.
Who would have guessed that this was what was on her mind?
Wen Shaoyu was silent for a few seconds. He turned around to face her, standing against the light. The glare behind him blurred his expression; only his voice reached her ears, deliberately flat.
"It wasn't easy, but it's long behind me."
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