Yu Xi frowned, and her voice sounded a little weak. She carefully and gently touched the wound on her left shoulder with her right hand.
"Are you hurt?" Li Kun asked those words quickly, and for some reason, he felt a little panicked.
At the same time, Yu Xi caught the flash of distress in Li Kun's eyes. Noticing this emotion, she lowered her head and secretly curled up her lips where the young man could not see.
"It is nothing," Yu Xi said after raising her head once more. "It is just a minor injury; I only strained it during practice."
The young woman then looked away, seemingly unwilling to continue this topic with Li Kun.
Li Kun looked at Yu Xi's expression of not wanting to tell him more, and an unknown fire surged up in his heart. "You strained it during practice? When? And how did it happen?"
"I…" Yu Xi's words seemed to be suddenly stuck in her throat, and her eyes avoided the young man's penetrating gaze as if guilty. She did not know how to answer him.
