Chapter 906: Xiao Suizi's Tears

The problem Xiao Balei mentioned had already been noticed by Xiao Suizi, as her eyes were always fixed on Chen Can.

Chen Can and Zhu Ke, having been taught a lesson by Wang Yan, had lost both face and standing. As high-spirited young men, they couldn't hide it. If they had been the victors, they wouldn't have been able to hide it either; they would have mocked Wang Yan at the table to let everyone know of their triumph. When they won, they were arrogant and overbearing. When they lost, they feared losing face and having no dignity.

Seeing Chen Can's lack of enthusiasm, yet watching him eat faster than usual, Xiao Suizi's eyes were filled with worry. She desperately wanted to know what had happened so she could comfort the man she was infatuated with.

Lin Dingding laughed, "I was wondering why it felt so quiet. Zhu Ke is usually so loud and boisterous, but today he's completely wilted. The male soldiers haven't been right since this morning."

As she spoke, she called out loudly, "Hey, what's wrong with you all today? Why so quiet? If something happened, just say it."

No one answered her, which didn't please her. She continued to call out, "Liu Feng, why are you all so silent? If there's something going on, just say it."

Liu Feng waved his hands repeatedly, "It's nothing, everyone is just tired and can't get energized. Hurry up and eat."

Seeing the inquisitive gazes from the table of female soldiers, he lowered his head and shoveled food into his mouth. He wasn't good at lying, and the awkwardness at this table was unbearable. He wanted to finish eating early so this awkwardness wouldn't drag on.

Hao Shuwen and the others exchanged glances and reached a consensus: something must have happened to these male soldiers for them to be so off. But since no one would tell them what had happened, the gossiping women felt very frustrated. Consequently, they weren't as lively either...

Wang Yan, however, felt nothing. Even though the male soldiers' gazes kept shifting between him, Chen Can, and Zhu Ke, it had no effect on him. Instead, he chatted casually with everyone else.

Chen Can couldn't take it anymore. He felt like everyone was watching him as a joke. He finished his meal quickly, left a curt "You guys eat slowly," and stood up to leave. Zhu Ke was left alone, looking at the remaining food with tears in his eyes.

Wasting food was definitely not allowed. But now that his partner in misery had left, he felt even more uncomfortable here. He wanted to pick up his mess kit and leave, but when he met Wang Yan's glancing gaze and felt the stares of others, he had to force himself to sit there and eat. He had already lost face; he didn't want to lose more.

At the table behind them, Xiao Suizi saw Chen Can leave, so she quickly snapped her mess kit shut and chased after him to the sink.

"Chen Can, what exactly happened?" she asked with concern.

"It's nothing."

Chen Can scrubbed his mess kit very hard, splashing water all over himself, even though he had complained about Hao Shuwen splashing water on him just yesterday.

"Then you didn't get enough to eat, right? I have plenty left here, do you want some more?"

"No need."

"Chen Can, what exactly happened? If something's wrong, you can't just bottle it up inside. Just say it and it'll be fine."

"Are you annoying or what? What does it have to do with you?"

Chen Can finally couldn't hold it in anymore and said some hurtful words. What else could he say? Should he say he was beaten by Wang Yan and was still in pain? Should he say he was still terrified after watching Wang Yan almost choke Zhu Ke to death? This woman was so annoying.

Xiao Suizi was stunned. A wave of immense sadness washed over her, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't cry. She just looked at him, still concerned, "What could be so big that you can't talk about it? How big of a deal is it? If you can't solve it, go find the sub-detachment leader. If the sub-detachment leader can't, we'll find the political commissar. If the political commissar can't, we'll find the director."

"Enough, it has nothing to do with you. Stop meddling in other people's business." Chen Can shook his mess kit impatiently and walked past the stunned Xiao Suizi.

As her gaze followed Chen Can's departure, Xiao Suizi finally couldn't control herself and burst into tears. She didn't understand why Chen Can, who had snuck her a tomato from the kitchen just last night, could speak to her with such malice after such a short time.

She was very sad and even more disappointed, because she saw disgust and impatience in Chen Can's eyes—things she had never seen before, and he hadn't even tried to hide them. She certainly knew Chen Can was taking his anger out on her, but what she couldn't understand was why he was taking it out on her? She didn't understand what she had done wrong. Was her concern a mistake?

She was deeply saddened, so she cried. To avoid being seen, she ran off to find an empty room, where she ate her remaining food while sobbing...

From where Wang Yan sat, he could see the sink in the corner, so he naturally saw Chen Can and Xiao Suizi's interaction. With his keen eyesight and lip-reading skills, he knew exactly what they had said.

People always subconsciously hurt those who are good to them, including family and friends, saying hurtful things without thinking because they feel they can be reckless with those close to them.

Chen Can was the same. He was young and harbored a hidden arrogance. He was a high-ranking official's son who had been bullied by someone like Wang Yan, who had no roots or connections. He was angry but didn't dare go after Wang Yan. Xiao Suizi's concern made him feel embarrassed, so he was unhappy and naturally blurted out those hurtful words. As for the consequences, he didn't care at all.

After finishing a lunch that Zhu Ke found agonizing, Wang Yan followed the crowd to wash his mess kit. Lin Dingding and the others grabbed Liu Feng, desperately trying to find out what had happened.

They wanted to ask Zhu Ke, because he was usually very lively and loved gossip. But today, Zhu Ke kept a straight face, so they changed targets to whoever seemed more approachable.

Liu Feng looked at Wang Yan subconsciously. Seeing the latter calmly washing his mess kit, he still shook his head and refused to say a word. He believed that since they were in the same dormitory, they should resolve it internally. If it spread, Zhu Ke and Chen Can would lose face, which would only intensify the conflict. Of course, he couldn't say that. He repeatedly urged the others not to spread it.

As long as the people in their dormitory didn't talk, no one else would know. Chen Can's background was well known, and Zhu Ke was a bully in the dorm. They were the parties involved, so the other four "passersby" didn't dare to gossip.

Unlike the others who blamed Liu Feng, Hao Shuwen noticed the look Liu Feng gave Wang Yan, and her intuition told her that Wang Yan must have been the one causing trouble.

She pondered while washing her mess kit.

She knew the personalities of Chen Can and Zhu Ke. Especially Zhu Ke, who was usually so active—for him to be like this today, he must have suffered a loss. So Wang Yan must have had a conflict with them and come out on top. This made her curious: Wang Yan usually kept a low profile, even though she had hated him since yesterday—how did he manage to handle Zhu Ke and the others?

She was quite curious... but she wouldn't ask. She glared fiercely at Wang Yan's back and went back to washing her mess kit...

Actually, others came to ask Wang Yan, but Wang Yan just smiled and didn't say anything, so it passed. He finished washing his mess kit, raised an eyebrow at Hao Shuwen, who was glaring at him, and left the cafeteria to return the mess kit to the dormitory.

There was no one in the dormitory. Chen Can and Zhu Ke were avoiding him, deceiving themselves. Like children, they tried their best not to stay in the same place, keeping their distance. It was still immature; they lacked a "Christian spirit." (Note: This refers to the literal surface meaning of the term, not a critique of Western theology.)

Wang Yan didn't stay in the dormitory either. Although he could have taken a nap, he was full of energy and didn't need one. So, after dropping off the mess kit, he went back to get his suona and a flute, then headed to the storage room where he wouldn't disturb anyone.

After all, he couldn't just play the suona; he needed some variety.

There are always many coincidences in the world, and Wang Yan experienced more than his fair share. When he pushed open the door to the storage room, he saw a girl with red, swollen eyes sitting on a chair, staring at him in a daze. It was none other than the heartbroken Xiao Suizi. She was truly crying like rain, looking pitiful.

After coming to her senses, Xiao Suizi hurriedly covered her eyes and picked up her mess kit, wanting to leave; she didn't want anyone to see her looking so disheveled from crying. But then she realized that Wang Yan was in the same dormitory as Chen Can, so he must know something, and she stopped.

She wiped her tears and laughed with a sob, "Wang Yan, you've seen something embarrassing."

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Everyone has times when they're sad and upset. If you can't hold it in, you have to cry it out. There's scientific evidence for this—some foreign scientist researched it. Crying appropriately is good for one's physical and mental health. Don't we often say, 'you'll feel better after a good cry'?"

"Besides, you're pretty—one of the best in the song and dance troupe. Crying like rain is also a beautiful sight. 'I see you and feel pity'—it fits you very well."

He didn't go in, but leaned against the doorway with his pile of things, leaving the door wide open.

"You're ugly, it's not as good as you say." Xiao Suizi laughed embarrassedly and changed the subject, "You're holding so many things, why are you standing at the door? Hurry up and put them inside. Did I disturb you? Have you been practicing here by yourself for the past two days?"

She asked three questions in one breath. Wang Yan only answered one with a smile, "A man and a woman alone in a room—it won't look good if someone bumps into us. You say you're pretty; if I say nothing happened between us, would you believe me?"

"Go away, aren't you with Hao Shuwen? That's what everyone says." Xiao Suizi's face already had a smile on it.

"Are you playing dumb? It's all a misunderstanding. If someone saw us together, they'd say I was with you too. They might even drag Hao Shuwen into it and make up a drama about two women fighting over one man. I don't care, but are you willing?"

"The more you talk, the more outrageous it gets. You're so improper. How come I didn't notice you were so glib before? No wonder Hao Shuwen has been calling you a 'stinking hooligan' for the past two days—she wasn't wrong at all."

"You're truly wronging me. Hao Shuwen doesn't like me; can you believe what she says? She's deliberately ruining my reputation. I'm the most honest person; I always say what's on my mind."

"Just keep bragging." Xiao Suizi pointed at Wang Yan and laughed, "Let me ask you something?"

"Asking about Chen Can?"

"Hmm..." she replied softly, with a hint of shyness.

Still shy? Wang Yan said maliciously, "Chen Can lost his temper with you, right?"

"How did you know?"

"Men without backbone are all like that."

Xiao Suizi frowned, "Does it have anything to do with you? Did you have a conflict? Oh my, what exactly happened? Tell me quickly."

"It's not a big deal. After breakfast this morning, when we were cleaning the dormitory..." Wang Yan recounted the events of the morning exactly as they happened, without exaggeration or omission.

After listening, Xiao Suizi fell silent. After all, she wasn't brainless.

It was the others in the dormitory who had been taking Liu Feng's hard work for granted. Wang Yan had just casually suggested that they take turns cleaning, and Zhu Ke had responded with sarcasm and insults. Chen Can had sided with Zhu Ke, so Wang Yan had naturally wanted to save face, and Zhu Ke had even insulted his deceased parents—Wang Yan hitting Zhu Ke was completely justified. Chen Can had helped Zhu Ke bully others, so getting beaten wasn't unjust either.

She was silent about this matter, and also silent about Chen Can's unexpected lack of kindness. The Chen Can in her eyes was sunny, kind, and positive, but the Chen Can described by Wang Yan was someone who bullied the weak, acted without reason, and took his anger out on others.

Yet she believed Wang Yan, because he had no reason to lie; he was the one who had won.

Wang Yan smiled, "Alright, now that you know, that's enough. I don't want to talk about this too much, as if I'm something special. You'd better not go to Chen Can and talk about this again, or he'll really be ashamed and angry."

Xiao Suizi was silent for a while, then said, "You should still be careful. Although I don't know the specifics, Chen Can's father seems to hold a high position."

"I know."

"And you still dared to hit him knowing that?" Xiao Suizi's eyes widened.

"I'm a loner with nothing to lose, so what is there to be afraid of? Liu Feng tried to persuade me, and I told him that if they really pushed me too far, I'd go to Beijing to find the Chairman. No matter how powerful Chen Can's father is, he can't reach the heavens, can he?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "I told Chen Can the same thing. If he were truly capable, he wouldn't be wasting his time in the song and dance troupe. And don't give me all those excuses about his brothers in the military. Of course, I can't just talk about Chen Can; I'm not capable either, otherwise, I wouldn't be in the song and dance troupe."

Xiao Suizi didn't speak. Wang Yan even insulted himself, so what could she say?

After another silence, Wang Yan said, "Alright, think about it yourself. I won't disturb you anymore."

"It's me who shouldn't disturb you."

"First come, first served. It's fine, you can keep crying."

Xiao Suizi burst into laughter, "I'm done crying. You practice well, I'm leaving."

She picked up her mess kit, brushed past Wang Yan, waved at him with her red, swollen eyes, and turned to leave.

Wang Yan smiled, hugged his pile of things, entered the room, closed the door, and began his diligent practice and closed-door "creation."

Xiao Suizi was quite reasonable. She didn't blame him for hitting Chen Can just because she was biased; instead, she reflected on things. Of course, the main reason was that Chen Can's outburst had hurt her, causing her disappointment. She had been hiding in that room not just to cry, but to think. Through this reflection, she naturally recalled Chen Can's flaws, and he was no longer the perfect man in her infatuated eyes.

This could be considered an unintentional act. Wang Yan would never have imagined that a small lesson for Chen Can would lead to such a chain reaction, but that is the interesting part of manipulating fate—you never know what the next step will be or how it will unfold...

The song and dance troupe's "relaxation" was relative. As a troupe directly under the military, their tasks were quite heavy. They couldn't just sit around and do nothing. Their troupe was large, with many programs—solo dances, group dances, situational dances, choruses, male solos, female solos, duets, plays, skits, crosstalk, and so on.

Their main purpose was to convey joy and spread ideology. Of course, for the vast number of soldiers, watching the beautiful young women of the troupe was also an important way to adjust to the dull military life.

At breakfast the next day, the political commissar announced their mission: they were to perform for the troops conducting field training. After breakfast, everyone was to pack their luggage and set off.

Without needing anyone to call him, Wang Yan didn't crowd around the women; he very consciously went with Liu Feng to help the band load large instruments onto the truck, then went to the props group to help load various props.

This wasn't because of anything special; he had always done this. It wasn't just this time. As Hao Shuwen put it, he was almost part of the props group—and that was the truth. Because his professional skills weren't up to par, and he couldn't just be a loafer doing nothing, he could only do what he was capable of.

After all this busyness, they soon set off for the training grounds. For border troops, the training grounds were naturally in the border regions; they couldn't train in the interior.

The purpose of field training was to prepare for war and achieve rapid mobility. It was also a process of finding problems. The various matters during the march were all valuable experiences. With more training, they could react quickly and rush to the front lines when war truly broke out. Military exercises were based on the same principle.

However, the country was poor now, and field training wasn't easy. Countless cars, various tanks, and artillery—even if they didn't fire, the fuel costs alone were calculated carefully. It wasn't like decades later, where they would fire cannons just to hear the sound, or maintain naval guns by firing off a mansion's worth of money, or conduct full-scale, three-dimensional joint exercises—they didn't dare to even imagine that.

Come to think of it, Wang Yan had never mixed with the military system before; this was his first time. Looking at the various Type 59, Type 62, and some Type 69 tanks, as well as the Type 63 armored vehicle columns rumbling past, he felt quite emotional.

Just like in the movies, there were some programs along the way, with a bunch of girls playing clappers and saying encouraging words to boost the soldiers' morale.

There were also troupe members following the military logistics team, boiling water and providing supplies along the way, enthusiastically greeting the soldiers.

Wang Yan had no program. He arrived at the troops' encampment ahead of time with the props group, began setting up the stage, lighting, speakers, and power supply in the designated open area. At the same time, they had to build changing and makeup areas for the male and female soldiers, as well as resting areas for the evening. The tasks were still numerous. As for the toilets, the military engineers were responsible for those, and they were quite standard.

By the time Wang Yan and the others were almost finished, the main force had arrived.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Yan from the band? Helping out in the props group?" Hao Shuwen mocked Wang Yan with a smile. She held a grudge and had to say something whenever she got the chance.

Of course, it was mainly because she had opened up now; she didn't care what others said, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to talk to Wang Yan.

"Yeah, my musical skills aren't good, so I do what I can." Wang Yan smiled, his words honest and sincere.

Hao Shuwen was stunned. He just admitted his skills weren't good in front of everyone? She couldn't say anything else. After all, although her accordion skills were better than Wang Yan's, they weren't actually that good, and she had never been recognized by the conductor.

"You're ruthless!" Hao Shuwen snorted and turned away haughtily.

"How come you two fight every time you meet?" Xiao Suizi, who was a few steps behind, walked up with a smile.

"It's she who looks at me with displeasure; I can't just not talk back, right?" Wang Yan waved his hand, "Alright, time is tight and the task is heavy, let's stop the small talk and go get ready."

"I'm leaving, you should find a place to stay for a while, it's quite cold." Xiao Suizi turned and left, heading to the tent prepared for them.

In the distance, Chen Can watched this scene in silence...

Wang Yan noticed this too, but he didn't pay it any mind, continuing to help others. Since his professional skills weren't up to par, he had to be observant and helpful.

Now the dormitory was very harmonious. Zhu Ke had cleaned yesterday, and Chen Can had cleaned today. They had cleaned it spotlessly, and even their quilts were neatly folded. It wasn't that they couldn't clean it well; they had just been lazy and unwilling to do it before.

And ever since Chen Can hurt Xiao Suizi's heart the day before yesterday, and he, Wang Yan, happened to encounter it and have a small talk with her, Xiao Suizi hadn't spoken to Chen Can again yesterday, and she rarely even looked at him, turning instead to become familiar with him, Wang Yan, and talking more.

This, of course, wasn't because Xiao Suizi had fallen for Wang Yan; it was just that Wang Yan had witnessed Xiao Suizi crying in secret, which was a small secret that brought them closer, naturally leading to more conversation.

After all, Wang Yan didn't have the ability to make women fall for him at first sight. If he did, it was only at certain times, with certain women, and it was his "money ability" at work, definitely not because of him as a person.

As for whether Xiao Suizi had any small schemes—like knowing Chen Can had been beaten by Wang Yan and would never forget it, so she deliberately got close to Wang Yan to make Chen Can jealous—that was also uncertain.

Xiao Suizi wasn't a plaything for Chen Can to summon and dismiss. Chen Can had treated her that way before, saying such hurtful things, so it was understandable for Xiao Suizi to hold a grudge.

Wang Yan didn't care what her intentions were.

After finishing his chores, the cooking squad had prepared the meal. Wang Yan took his mess kit, stood in line, and got a full box of rice, even heaped up. He then found a sheltered spot and ate heartily. This was the first time he had eaten meat since coming to this world; it was truly delicious.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Wang Yan wasn't picky, but that didn't mean he was willing to eat poorly; after all, he had always been refined in his tastes.

After a full meal and a short rest, the soldiers sat down in rows, and the art troupe's comfort performance officially began. The daytime was just a supplement; the evening was the main event.

This had nothing to do with Wang Yan. He was watching as an audience member backstage. After watching for a while, he found a place where no one was around and pulled a pack of "Da Qianmen" cigarettes from his pocket to light one.

Yunnan was a plateau region, and they were currently at an altitude of over 2,000 meters, surrounded by many high mountains. It happened to be a clear night with no clouds, and the moon was not very bright, allowing the stars to compete in brilliance, filling the sky with countless points of light.

If one ignored the hardships and difficulties of contemporary China, the scene was quite nice—the "passionate burning years." But an individual's fate is always closely linked to the country's, so how could it be ignored?

"The wind is roaring, the horses are neighing, the Yellow River is roaring..."

The male and female chorus, accompanied by passionate music, sang the unyielding roar of the Chinese nation...

As the song ended, Wang Yan finished his cigarette and was about to go back to watch the program. Just as he turned out of the darkness, he saw He Xiaoping running out in a panic, and she was startled when she saw him.

"Comrade He Xiaoping? Why are you in such a panic?"

"It's just... oh my..." He Xiaoping didn't finish her sentence, glanced behind her, and hurriedly ran off.

Wang Yan turned his head and saw Wu Ganshi, the propaganda photographer, walking out with a smile, looking quite unhurried.

As he passed Wang Yan, he nodded with a smile. Wang Yan could guess with his toes that Wu Ganshi was happy about the progress of his relationship with Lin Dingding.

It turned out that Wu Ganshi had found a can of food and was hiding with Lin Dingding. Just as Wu Ganshi was kissing Lin Dingding, He Xiaoping had bumped into them. He Xiaoping, who had never seen such a thing, had run off in a panic. The He Xiaoping who had interrupted their intimacy was embarrassed, while Wu Ganshi and Lin Dingding, who had been interrupted, showed no embarrassment at all.

Of course, there was nothing to it; dating was normal and encouraged. As long as they weren't messing around or doing anything scandalous, it wasn't a big problem.

Wang Yan smiled and went back to find a seat to watch the program.

Less than ten minutes later, it was Lin Dingding's turn to perform. She sang "My Motherland." This was the kind of Lin Dingding that Liu Feng liked. When Liu Feng confessed to Lin Dingding, he said that the first time he saw her singing "A Great River," that was when he fell for her.

After listening carefully, Wang Yan felt it was quite good. Lin Dingding's professional skills were sufficient; otherwise, she wouldn't have been arranged to sing a solo.

This Lin Dingding was also multi-talented—she could sing, play the piano, and dance a little. If they were short of people, she could also fill in...

Wang Yan looked at Liu Feng, whose eyes were almost popping out of his head, and then at Wu Ganshi, who was snapping photos of Lin Dingding in front of the stage—they were both infatuated. He decided to talk to Liu Feng about this later. Although Liu Feng would likely continue to be infatuated with Lin Dingding, he still had to say it.

That night, they slept in tents in their clothes. It was late autumn on the plateau, and the night was hard to endure. However, because they had been busy all day, they were physically and mentally exhausted and fell asleep quickly, even if the cold was hard to endure, it was only in their dreams...

Early the next morning, they woke up to the sound of the bugle, went to the cooking squad to get water to brush their teeth, and filled their canteens. Some washed their faces, others didn't. On a cold morning, washing one's face was also very uncomfortable and could even cause chapping. Although there was vanishing cream, it wasn't very comfortable either.

Wang Yan was quite fierce; he didn't even mix in hot water and washed his face with cold water. His skin was quite resilient.

"You don't even mind the cold. Here, put on some vanishing cream." Liu Feng, watching Wang Yan's ferocity, clicked his tongue and handed him a glass bottle containing milky white vanishing cream.

"Thanks."

Wang Yan dipped his index finger in, rubbed it on his palms, and wiped it on his face and hands.

"Heh, this little bit of stuff..." Liu Feng had his own generosity.

Liu Feng and Wang Yan were on good terms now. The main reason, of course, was that Wang Yan had taught Chen Can and Zhu Ke a lesson. Liu Feng believed this was because Wang Yan had stood up for him, and he thought Wang Yan was very loyal and principled. After all, Wang Yan hadn't just sat back and enjoyed the benefits; he had joined in, which was leading by example. For the past two mornings, he had indeed been much more relaxed.

Chen Can and Zhu Ke were filling their canteens with hot water on the side...

At this moment, the female soldiers had also finished packing and came over to get water to brush their teeth and line up for hot water.

Liu Feng cared about his comrades, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"The same as usual, I'm used to it." As she spoke, Hao Shuwen rolled her big eyes as usual, using her deadly gaze to greet Wang Yan.

The latter raised an eyebrow at her as usual...

"Lin Dingding, how about you?"

Lin Dingding yawned, "I was frozen awake in the middle of the night, and it took a long time to fall back asleep."

"I brought two extra pieces of clothing. If you don't mind, why don't you use them? We still have five days to go on this trip."

Just as Liu Feng finished speaking, Xiao Balei spoke up, "Hey, Liu Feng, you only care about Lin Dingding, don't you care about us?"

"Yeah, yeah." Zhuoma chimed in with a giggle.

"I have two pieces, you guys can look and divide them." Liu Feng responded with a smile, dealing with it with ease; this wasn't the first time.

He always showed extra concern for Lin Dingding in the name of caring for comrades. But he had his methods—just like when he first asked if everyone slept well, he was addressing all the female soldiers, and only then did he ask Lin Dingding.

However, regarding Liu Feng's concern, Lin Dingding said thank you sweetly and declined, giving the two pieces of clothing to Xiao Balei and Zhuoma.

While they were busy, Xiao Suizi took her canteen to get hot water.

Chen Can hesitated for a long time before walking over, "Suizi, let me help you."

"Thanks, no need." Xiao Suizi focused on scooping hot water and didn't look at him.

Xiao Suizi used to be very happy with his help. After another silence, Chen Can stammered, "It was my fault the other day; I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. I'm sorry, Suizi."

Chen Can had his pride, and he wasn't completely unaware of right and wrong. Xiao Suizi's concern was justified, and it was he who had lost his temper. Of course, he wasn't willing to bicker with a woman, so he expressed his apology.

Xiao Suizi finally looked up at him...

"Thanks, no need." Xiao Suizi focused on scooping hot water and didn't look at him.

Previously, Xiao Suizi was very happy about his help. After another silence, Chen Can stammered: "It was my fault that day, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, I'm sorry, Suizi."

Chen Can had his pride, and he wasn't really unaware of right and wrong. Xiao Suizi caring about him was not wrong; it was he who lost his temper. He was, of course, unwilling to argue with a woman, so he expressed his apology.

Xiao Suizi finally raised her head and looked at him...