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Chapter 12

Chapter 12

The planet, labeled as W58-2, had an introduction that stated its original name was "Soltar Planet." Yize's hand stopped, and he stared at the virtual image in the air.

Simultaneously, Ella, seeing this planet, also froze.

Both of them continued to gaze for a long time, until the e-book automatically went to sleep, and the image disappeared. That's when they finally snapped out of it.

Ella touched her nose uncomfortably.

Yize noticed Ella entering the room and nodded at her. "Let's have dinner."

Ella, head bowed, obediently followed him.

Dinner concluded in a quiet atmosphere, and Ella had gone from her initial awkwardness to feeling more accustomed to the situation.

Yize was also used to Ella's astonishing appetite.

After dinner, Ella stood up to go to her room, just as she usually did. Yize stood up with her.

"I'll help you with your medication," Yize said.

Ella was briefly puzzled, then remembered the bandages on her arm. She usually never paid attention to her wounds to heal faster; it was part of Ella's experience.

But now that Yize had offered, she wouldn't refuse.

With a medicine box in hand, Yize silently followed Ella into her bedroom.

Ella sat on the bed, and Yize sat down beside her. He carefully unwound the bandages on her arm. The wound had already healed nicely, with scabs forming. It would probably be completely healed in a couple of days.

Yize was relieved and didn't reapply the bandages. He just sprayed some medicinal solution.

After he was done, Yize stopped and looked at Ella. She stared at him, puzzled.

"Oh, right!" Ella suddenly realized and took off her t-shirt without a second thought.

But because she had forgotten about the wound, she hadn't put on a matching bra. It was black, pure cotton, and extremely secure – in fact, it couldn't get any more secure!

Yize, in a straightforward manner, removed the gauze to inspect the wound carefully. He paused briefly, not saying anything, and then applied the medicinal solution.

"Don't get it wet," Yize said, applying a new bandage to Ella's wound.

Ella obediently nodded in understanding.

"Ella," Yize suddenly spoke.

"Yes?"

"Can we talk about your past?" Yize calmly inquired.

Ella: ??? She couldn't help but think of inappropriate things. Perhaps it was because she had spent the entire day watching adult content, but she still felt that Yize bringing up this topic might lead to something inappropriate!

Ella glanced elsewhere and answered softly, "I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage."

"What happened afterward?"

"My foster parents adopted me."

After answering, Ella couldn't help but mumble to herself. Yize had probably already dug up all her history; why did he need her to talk about it?

"I heard that your foster parents passed away," Yize said.

Ella: "Heard?" It was clear that he had sent people to investigate!

"Yes, due to a traffic accident," Ella appropriately displayed a touch of sadness.

"When you were fifteen?"