Heather didn't fuss, sitting outside, she placed two servings of the food from the trolley in front of Nian Shen and herself.
Nian Shen watched her not caring about her hand after she applied the medicine, acting as if nothing had happened, using her hand as usual, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Heather, was your ex-boyfriend very relaxed?"
"...Huh?" Suddenly brought up, Heather was a bit stunned, tilting her head to look at him, "Did you just ask about my ex-boyfriend? Uh... why ask?"
"Not picky about eating, not picky about living, not picky about clothing, don't need his protection, don't need his care, don't even need his comfort when you're hurt, strong as you."
Heather genuinely imagined the past, a smile curling at her lips: "No... actually, I wasn't like this before... He took care of me more than anyone, wouldn't let me suffer even the slightest harm. In front of him, I didn't have to be strong, didn't have to be myself, he was my safest harbor."
