Spring Hunting Ground, inside Tang Sen's camp
"There's a mission." Tang Sen's tone was particularly somber, tinged with a hint of struggle.
Xu Shuhui, who was casually reclining on the couch, snacking on some fruits, was sensitive to the difficulty implied in her husband's voice. She sat up, because in her memory, she had never seen her husband in this state before. She gently asked, "Is it difficult?"
"Very difficult."
"Then... is it dangerous?"
"No."
Difficult, but not dangerous. This answer puzzled Xu Shuhui, "Can I go with you?" From what she had experienced, it felt like they hadn't been separated since they got together. Maybe the most difficult task for her husband was to leave her alone. If that was the case, she could accompany him.
Because for her, wherever this man was, that was home, not some fixed location.
Tang Sen looked at the woman in front of him, reached out his hand to touch her face and said, "Not this time."
