Wan Qing shook her head gently and said, "Send me in." Her voice was muffled, but it was not a cry. She didn't allow herself to cry, but she couldn't control the tears flowing out.
Juexin slowly pushed the door open, then turned around and closed the door again with her feet. Then she slowly carried Wan Qing towards her room and gently put her on the bed.
"I want to be alone." As soon as she got to bed, Wan Qing immediately pulled the quilt and covered her head, making her muffled voice even duller.
Juexin only paused for a moment, then turned around and walked out.
But he had just taken a step when Wan Qing's muffled voice came from the quilt again, "Actually, I knew it a long time ago."
Juexin's face was startled, and then he thought about what she said a few days ago, and couldn't help but suddenly realized.