The noise wasn't loud, but in the dead of night, it was distinctly clear.
Initially, Tang Xiaoquan assumed it was caused by Huang Yaru's discomfort, but after listening closely for a few minutes, the furrows on his forehead deepened.
What on earth was this woman doing? First, there was a "creak," now there's a "bang bang." Tang Xiaoquan originally wasn't one for gossip, but as time went on, he couldn't help but have some peculiar thoughts arise in his mind.
Could it be that the guy really is fooling around with that person?
Recalling the glances between Du Jian and Huang Yaru that morning, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't dismiss the possibility.
After a few more minutes of eavesdropping, the noises continued, the frequency unchanging.
Now Tang Xiaoquan was truly puzzled.
To knock on the door to find out or not became a dilemma for him.
Go, and if Du Huang really is up to that, he'd look like a third wheel.
Don't go, and letting those noises continue might attract zombies.
