Xia Yi lowered her gaze in silence.
After explaining the situation to Xia Yan over the phone, Nie Qingzhou turned to gently dry Xia Yi's hair and carefully placed a black woolen hat on her head. His hat was a bit big for her, loosely covering her eyebrows. Xia Yi held the edge and gently lifted it up.
"Your coat is wet." Nie Qingzhou took out a light, short down jacket from his backpack and handed it to Xia Yi. "Would you like to change into this?"