Chi Xia was worried about Han Junche, so she didn't sleep well. She vaguely heard the sound of the door opening and woke up instantly.
She sat up and looked outside: "A-Che is back?"
Han Junche hummed in agreement, put on the sandals that Chi Xia had taken out of her spatial storage, picked up the clothes from the sofa, and went to the bedroom: "I'm going to take a shower first."
Chi Xia hummed in agreement, and Han Junche went into the bathroom.
A short while later, the sound of rushing water began to fill the air.
Chi Xia sat on the bed, looking at the bathroom door, waiting quietly.
After a while, the sound of water stopped, and Han Junche came out, still damp.
He was already wearing thermal underwear. Although there was no picture of a handsome man emerging from the bath, the slightly tight thermal underwear still outlined his good figure.
Chi Xia controlled her gaze from looking down his waist, got up from the bed, picked up the hair dryer from the bedside table, and said to Han Junche, "Sit here, I'll dry your hair."
"I can do it myself. You go under the covers and be careful not to catch a cold."
Han Junche took the hairdryer from her and started drying his hair.
His hair wasn't long, so it dried quickly. After drying, he turned off the hairdryer, walked to the other side, lifted the covers, and got into bed.
This was the first time Chi Xia and he had shared a bed in the strict sense.
Normally, Chi Xia would definitely be very nervous, but now, she was concerned about Han Junche's feelings and didn't pay any attention to the fact that they were sharing a bed.
Chi Xia was still completely oblivious until Han Junche lay down and turned to pull her into his arms.
Han Junche held Chi Xia in his arms, her soft fragrance filling his embrace, and he felt completely relaxed.
He looked up at Chi Xia, affectionately reached out and pinched her nose, then said, "Ask whatever you want, and then get some sleep."
Looking at his handsome face so close to hers, Chi Xia hesitated and said, "If you don't want to talk about it, then I won't ask."
Upon hearing this, Han Junche softened instantly. He lowered his head and kissed her lips before softly saying, "There's nothing I don't want to say or can't say to you."
Chi Xia looked up at him, and from her angle, Han Junche's eyelashes looked especially long.
She carefully chose her words before asking, "You just went to see him?"
Han Junche and Chi Xia both knew who "he" referred to.
Han Junche hummed in agreement and replied slowly, "I met him, but it wasn't the Heavenly Hook Thunder and Earthly Fire you imagined. I didn't ask him anything; I just talked to him about the base alliance."
His voice was calm, as if he were just meeting an ordinary person.
Looking into Han Junche's dark eyes, Chi Xia asked softly, "Did he recognize you?"
"He recognized me." Han Junche tightened his grip on Chi Xia's hand slightly. "But I changed the subject and didn't stage a father-son reunion with him. Actually, the moment I knew he recognized me, I suddenly understood. He abandoned me more than ten years ago, but I've survived without him. Knowing that he's still alive and hasn't lost his memory or anything, there's no need to say anything more."
Chi Xia understood what he meant. Han Zheng was still alive and hadn't suffered any melodramatic amnesia. So, the more than ten years of ignoring him was intentional.
Since it was intentional, there's no need to ask any more questions.
Chi Xia reached out and hugged Han Junche, gently patting his back in silent comfort.
Han Junche's dark eyes suddenly darkened. He pulled Chi Xia close to his chest with a little force and whispered in her ear, "Chi Xia, you're all I have left."
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