Luo Jin'an held Su Binglan's hand as he spoke. His heart clenched when he realized her palms were cold. Immediately after, he gently placed her hands in his and warmed them for her, saying, "Come inside. It's cold out here."
"All right, let's go inside the house."
After returning to the house, Su Binglan looked at the candle on her husband's table. When she noticed there was only one remaining candle, she asked, "Don't you have any more candles?"
Su Binglan thought the light from the candle was too dim. It was not good for her husband's eyes if he worked with such dim lighting.
Luo Jin'an was stacking his papers when he paused and said softly, "I only have this candle left. I'll get someone to buy more tomorrow."
For the safety of his subordinates, Luo Jin'an told everyone to live at the foot of a very remote mountain. There was a long distance between here and the nearest market.
