"Leave? Where are we going now?" As Feng Xue rose, Chen Xiyao immediately asked. They had just settled down; why move again?
"I was previously too conservative in my estimate. We're still not close enough to the outer wall; we might have to keep going back and forth if we stay here, which could easily arouse suspicion..."
As she said this, Feng Xue gave Chen Xiyao a strange look, then added,
"And I'm worried you can't hold it in."
"What can't I hold in?" Chen Xiyao obediently followed Feng Xue, but she couldn't help asking.
Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said,
"Using the restroom."
"What does that have to do with using the restroom? You're not planning to move us next to a public toilet, are you? That would be too dirty!"
Chen Xiyao, born after the 90s, had seen her fair share of squat toilets during her childhood and even learned in elementary school social studies on how to flush a dry toilet... As she thought about living next to a dry toilet, she couldn't help but shudder.
