"Don't worry, it won't happen. Let's eat first, and after we finish, I'll go upstairs and check on things. These past few days, I've noticed that Captain Tang hasn't come home much. I'll steam a couple more sweet potatoes and bring them up to him later."
"I think that's a good idea."
The empty medicine box on the table with the books, the cool breeze seeping in through the cracks of the window, gently stirring a few pages.
At this moment, next to the house in the space, Su Shu, drenched in sweat and turning the soil, looked at the remaining third that was yet to be turned and felt her whole body heating up with fatigue.
Since that night he left, Tang Zelin had sent her a message.
I won't be coming home for a while, I'm on a mission.