Rong Zhi patted his back to signal him to go back to his room and sleep.
Rong Jiazze wanted to accompany her but was dragged into the room by the young man by the collar.
He pushed against the door, afraid of angering Rong Zhi and not daring to go out. Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the phone on the bed, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
In the second half of the night.
Rong Zhi finished injecting today's dose of antidote, and was about to wash up and sleep, when her phone suddenly vibrated on the countertop. Glancing at the name displayed, her fingers swiftly hung up.
She turned off the laboratory lights and shuffled downstairs in her shoes.
The light at the unit entrance cast a small patch of illumination, the man's tall and straight figure half submerged in the darkness, half visible, calm and lonely.
This time, he seemed a bit different.
Rong Zhi opened the door to let Bai Su in.
"I thought you were asleep."
