After bidding farewell to Chen San and the others, it was already early morning when they returned to the Star of Art. Tang Xin turned on the lights in the security room, and dust swirled and floated in the air.
The girl's face was flushed from the cold, and after softly exhaling, she looked around the room:
"It's only been a few days outside, yet it feels like a long time has passed, and everything seems to have changed a lot."
"The room hasn't been occupied for a few days; it really needs a good cleaning."
"You, who should shower first, you or me?"
Tang Xin's voice brought Xu Xiaoyou back from her thoughts. She gave the girl a slight smile: "You go first."
Watching the girl's back, Xu Xiaoyou thought, letting a greenhouse flower experience the rain is necessary. The other party's personality has grown significantly from this experience, and at least in crisis situations, there won't be any weakness or hesitation.
