Su Xingze looked at Su Rong. His younger sister was wrapped like a dumpling, her eyes and eyebrows tender, her heart decisive and sharp, even outdoing his own decisiveness.
He sighed, "You've always been independent since you were young, but when it comes to matters of your own future, you must be cautious."
Su Rong grumbled, "Brother, I'm very cautious, when did you start dilly-dallying?"
Su Xingze, "..."
He was silent for a while, then reached out and rubbed Su Rong's head vigorously, "I'm leaving, you better take care of your injury."
Su Rong nodded cheerfully, urging him with a carefree manner, "It's getting late, you should set off now!"
In other words, go, go now! Stop dawdling!
Su Xingze gave a laugh and turned to leave.
However, he didn't leave immediately, but went to see Xie Yuan.