Gu Qingqiu was silent for a moment, then belatedly remembered that there seemed to be such a thing. "I'll apply for a one-way communication device for you tomorrow."

"One-way?" Lozen looked rather displeased.

“Yes, you can only receive my messages unilaterally, but there’s an alert button that will send me a notification. Use that to remind me,” Gu Qingqiu explained.

"...Alright." When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Lozen agreed verbally, but in his heart, he started thinking about what he should possess tomorrow. Should he possess the pen like today? But how could he explain his motives for kissing the pen again?

"Are you hungry?" Gu Qingqiu asked him.

Lozen thought for a moment, "I don't know if it's because I was electrocuted yesterday, but I was suddenly very sleepy this morning and slept very soundly. Later, I was woken up by hunger. When I woke up, it was already past four o'clock, so I could only inject myself with a vial of nutrients. I was really good today."

Luo Ze'en offered an explanation first, leaving Gu Qingqiu unsure of where to begin. She frowned as she looked at Luo Ze'en, seemingly weighing the truthfulness of his words. Finally, she handed Luo Ze'en the compressed biscuits from her pocket, saying, "Eat."

"...What is this?" Luo Ze'en naturally recognized that this was the same type of compressed biscuit that Gu Qingqiu had eaten, but he tried his best to look surprised and delighted.

"Compressed biscuits." Gu Qingqiu was speechless. Had Luo Ze'en never seen this brand of compressed biscuits before?

“…Thank you.” Lozen accepted the cookies and said nothing more.

Perhaps because Lozen had indeed performed well today, Gu Qingqiu did not put the mask back on Lozen's head after returning.

Luo Ze'en remained silent, afraid that Gu Qingqiu might suddenly remember this and put the mask back on.

It's one thing for him not to speak, and another thing to prevent him from speaking; these two things cannot be confused! Moreover, he always felt suffocated when he wore the mask, even though the mask did not obstruct his breathing.

Gu Qingqiu came back late, so it was already 10:30 when she finished washing up, which was almost time for her to go to bed.

"Good night. Wake me up at 7:30 tomorrow, just like before. It's 7:30! Not 7:20!" Gu Qingqiu emphasized.

“Okay,” Lozen replied.

Gu Qingqiu closed her eyes, but she wasn't actually sleeping. It has to be said that the effects of the potent heart tonic were truly amazing. Gu Qingqiu didn't feel tired or sleepy after working with such high concentration all day. So she simply closed her eyes to rest, but her mind was still on the formula she hadn't been able to calculate earlier.

However, Luo Ze'en's presence seemed stronger tonight than last night. Gu Qingqiu wondered if it was because the mask on his face had been removed. He felt like he could faintly hear Luo Ze'en's breathing. He also seemed to have insomnia. Could it be that he slept too long during the day?

Lozen wasn't sleepy either. He kept scanning the room with his eyes, thinking about where he should possess tomorrow.

After a whole day of wondrous possession, he gained a new understanding of his superpower. For example, although he existed in a form similar to a "spiritual body" when possessed, he did not feel tired. He also had sight, touch, smell and hearing when possessed, but these were not as strong as when he existed in human form.

Around six o'clock in the morning, Gu Qingqiu opened her eyes. She hadn't slept all night, spending the entire night calculating in her mind. Now she had completed a hypothetical deduction, and she felt a surge of joy, even a sense of refreshment.

"System, administer another dose of the potent cardiac stimulant."

【Yes, Master.】

After using the props, Gu Qingqiu got out of bed in the dark and went to the bathroom. The noise woke up Luo Ze'en, who was a light sleeper. He glanced at the time with some surprise: 6:27.

Why did Gu Qingqiu get up an hour early? How could she actually get up on her own?

Lozen felt inexplicably that his value was being challenged, and then the sound of evenly flowing water came from the bathroom.

Taking a shower so early? Didn't you shower last night? Are you that clean?

When Gu Qingqiu came out wearing a shower cap, Luo Ze'en had already stood up.

"Did I wake you up?" Gu Qingqiu said casually, without any apology in her tone.

Lozen shook his head, glanced at his still-drenched hair that wasn't covered by the shower cap, and suddenly said, "Let me blow-dry your hair for you."

Gu Qingqiu paused, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in her eyes as if she had thought of something. She nodded, turned around, and handed a hairdryer to Luo Ze'en.

Lozen caught that look in his eyes, and he felt a tightness in his chest, but his hands kept moving.

Lozen's technique was wild, not like blow-drying someone's hair, but more like drying the fur of a pet after a bath. His movements were even a bit rough, but fortunately Gu Qingqiu didn't mind too much.

What is her relationship with Lozen now? He has no obligation to be kind to her, and besides, she doesn't care about the hairstylist's skills anymore, given that her hair is now uneven in length due to neglect.

But then, Lozen suddenly asked in a low voice, "Dr. Gu, did the child's father also blow-dry your hair like this?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingqiu's expression changed slightly, but her hair obscured her eyes, so Luo Ze'en didn't see her expression clearly and assumed she hadn't heard him, which put him at ease.

Why did I ask such a question? Lozen asked himself. He wasn't the kind of person who liked to pry into other people's privacy, but he actually couldn't help but ask.

The sound of the hairdryer stopped, and Luo Ze'en gently brushed away the stray hairs from Gu Qingqiu's forehead. "All done."

"He and I have broken up." Gu Qingqiu's abrupt answer told Luo Ze'en that she had heard the question.

“…Huh?” Luo Ze'en felt a mix of emotions. His gaze shifted to Gu Qingqiu's stomach. “Does he know about this child?”

A hint of maternal tenderness appeared in Gu Qingqiu's eyes as she touched her belly. "He probably thinks the child is dead. He doesn't even know I'm here."

"...Do you still love him?" Lozen gripped the hairdryer tighter.

Gu Qingqiu's gentle expression vanished instantly, replaced by an expression that Luo Ze'en couldn't understand.

"Put the hair dryer back," Gu Qingqiu said.

She didn't want to answer the question: Did she still love him?

Luo Ze'en felt even more suffocated in his chest. He went into the bathroom, put the hair dryer back in the open cabinet, and then his eyes were drawn to the hair clip on the sink. It looked like the hair clip that Gu Qingqiu usually wore.

After thinking for a moment, Lozen picked up the hair clip and pressed a kiss onto it.