Their bases were not in communication, and even if they were, it wasn't certain they would be believed.
It could only be her to say it.
Tang Zhishen's expression turned grim. "I'm going out," he said coldly.
The man got up and walked out without looking back.
Xu Qian smiled and did not stop him.
No person in power would want an enemy base to exist on their own territory.
Suddenly, the man paused, then turned back. "Do you need to go to the toilet?"
Xu Qian:…?
Perhaps it was Xu Qian's strange look that made the man slightly turn his head away, his voice indifferent. "I'll be out for about an hour. Don't get out of bed."
Xu Qian understood immediately and smiled. "Go ahead, go ahead."
The man said nothing more and truly left this time.
Xu Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If she had said she needed to go, Tang Zhishen wouldn't have really carried her to the toilet, would he?
The thought was embarrassing...
Xu Qian, bored, lay down. As she lay there, her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Half an hour later, a tall, slender figure entered the room. A faint shadow was cast upon the bulging quilt.
The man leaned down slightly and peeked into the quilt.
She was completely wrapped in the blanket, with only a tiny head showing.
From this angle, he could see her flushed cheeks as she slept, her slightly parted pink lips...
Her pink lips were a little dry, and the girl unconsciously licked them with the tip of her tongue, giving them a glossy sheen.
The man straightened up and took a step back.
He patted his chest, feeling a dull ache. What was wrong with him?
He clearly didn't know her.
Why did he always feel a pang in his chest when he saw her? It didn't happen when he looked at photos.
Suddenly, the girl let out a soft hum. The man thought she was waking up and turned to leave.
"Zhiyuan..."
The man's body stiffened, and he turned back.
The girl was still asleep, muttering in her dreams.
"Zhiyuan... Zhiyuan..."
The man's dark eyes flickered. She knew him?
Had they really known each other before?
The man recalled her hesitant demeanor the first time they met. She had wanted to call him.
The front door creaked open.
The man glanced at her and then turned to walk out of the living room.
After his footsteps faded, the girl's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were dark, calm, and devoid of any emotion.
Soon, she slowly closed her eyes again.
When Tang Zhiyuan entered, he saw his brother sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.
He glanced towards the open bedroom door and then smiled. "Zhiyuan, is something the matter?"
Tang Zhiyuan's chest felt a little heavy. Couldn't he come back if nothing was wrong?
This was his home too.
"I'm sleeping at home tonight."
The man paused slightly, then nodded. His younger brother was obsessed with his research; it was rare for him to even eat at home, let alone sleep there.
What was going on?
"The room is cleaned daily. You can just go upstairs and sleep. By the way, have you eaten?"
"Yes, I've eaten."
He saw his brother press his temples and then get up to go upstairs.
Tang Zhiyuan didn't think much of it, assuming he was just tired.
After his brother went upstairs, the man slowly entered the room. Seeing the girl sleeping soundly, he didn't disturb her.
Xu Qian closed her eyes, trying to hold back, but she couldn't.
She needed to go to the toilet!
"Mr. Tang."
A voice, like a cat's meow, came from the room.
The man froze, put down his pen, and stood up.
"What is it?"
The girl was already sitting up, hugging her blanket, her cheeks seeming a little flushed.
"I... I need to go to the toilet."
Xu Qian was helpless. She didn't want to call him, but this man had such sharp hearing that the moment she got out of bed, he'd rush over. It was better to just order him around.
Tang Zhiyuan's dark eyes flickered. He stepped forward, lifted the blanket, and scooped the light girl into his arms, carefully placing her beside the toilet.
"Be careful."
Perhaps it was because no man had ever done this for her before, but why was she feeling a little shy?