He put on a pitiful face again. Shu Hui sighed, "Alright, alright, since you're home, be polite!" With that, she went to pour some water.
"Let me do it!" she huffed, snatching the glass from Shu Hui's hand. Standing in front of him, she really wanted to splash the water on his face, didn't she!
Seeing his half-squinted eyes, red nose and cheeks, and the crisscrossing scratches on his face, the water in the glass never poured out. Annoyed, she awkwardly shoved the glass into his mouth and let go.
He didn't hold it properly, soaking his collar with spilled water.
She ignored him and turned back into her room.
Shu Hui came over holding a quilt, shook her head silently at the sight, helped him take off the soaked jacket, made him lie flat, covered him with the quilt, and walked into Tu Hengsha's room.
"Did you have a fight?" Shu Hui asked her.
"Kind of," she hesitated for a moment and answered ambiguously.
