Li Qingshen had been inside for quite a while with no sound, nor had any noise come from within. Qin Sheng, suspicious, walked to the restroom door and knocked, saying, "Qingshen?"
No sooner had he spoken than a sound of something hitting the floor came from inside.
Qin Sheng frowned and pushed open the door to the restroom. He saw Li Qingshen with his hand stretched out, groping in front of him, having knocked things from the washbasin to the ground. He continued to furrow his brows tightly and slowly turned around, reaching out blindly in front. When he found the glass door of the shower, he held onto the glass and continued feeling around.
Witnessing this, Qin Sheng's expression turned incrementally grimmer. Immediately, he stepped into the restroom and stood in front of Li Qingshen, staring intently into his eyes.
Li Qingshen's hands kept moving, and when they touched Qin Sheng's clothes, he tilted his head, his brow furrowed as if straining to listen to something.
