Their tent was not a single-person tent.
Instead, it was a larger tent that could accommodate three or four people, much like a small room.
The ground was simply covered with a layer of woolen blanket.
Even under these circumstances, Xia Yangyang did not want to stay in a tent with Gu Zhaohan, feeling only awkwardness.
Xia Yangyang got up, took a cup of hot water, and stepped out of the tent.
Gu Zhaohan was standing outside the tent.
Now, Gu Zhaohan indeed looked a bit different from his usual self.
Gone was the white lab coat, and the suit had been removed as well.
He was merely dressed in casual clothes.
But he was no longer the aloof, white-dressed young man of before.
Even in casual wear, Gu Zhaohan exuded a temperament that was still steady and restrained.
Xia Yangyang offered the thermos to Gu Zhaohan, "Would you like some water?"
Gu Zhaohan took the thermos, holding it in his hands, but did not drink.
Xia Yangyang sighed, "You shouldn't have come here for me."
