Only then did she notice her arm, wanting to hide it, but it was too late. She could only smile awkwardly, making an excuse: "I accidentally tripped on the road, my arm was a little scratched, but it's fine. I've already applied medicine and bandaged it."

"Really?"

He seemed incredulous.

"You have to believe me, we won't talk about this anymore. When I passed by the market, I bought some oranges to eat together."

Daisy wanted to change the subject but found that the ...