If it were before, Ye Wuyue would never have been able to call out "Brother Wubing" with such a girlish tone.
But for some reason, when Fan Wubing's true face appeared before her eyes, the whole world seemed to become reassuring. It was as if she could put down all caution and worry, and think about nothing.
Ye Wuyue didn't feel that she had become more girlish; she could only attribute this change of source to Fan Wubing.
Now, he had a kind of wisdom that penetrated everything. This wisdom gave people a sense of security that even surpassed his power.
Fan Wubing smiled and asked, "Why didn't you keep your hair long?"
Ye Wuyue slightly adjusted her short shoulder-length hair. Facing Fan Wubing, she had no burden, and muttered,
"I thought it would be more popular with girls, though that hasn't been the case... However, after getting used to it, I feel it's quite nice, very refreshing, and no need to spend time managing it."
"It also looks pretty good."
