When Beike returned, Pei Jiao was still in the bathroom. He placed the food and clothes he had brought back on the sofa and the small table board, respectively. Then he walked to the bathroom door and knocked—
"In there?" He asked at the top of his voice.
After a while, Pei Jiao's voice sounded. "Yes."
Beike was relieved. "I've bought all the food you like. There are also clothes. I bought two sets according to your favorite style."
Pei Jiao said, "Okay."
Beike retracted his hand and turned her back to the bathroom door. She muttered, "Wear whichever one you like."
Pei Jiao said, "I heard you."
Beike put his hands in his pockets. "Why are you so impatient?"
Pei Jiao did not respond. The bathroom suddenly became very quiet. Beike did not hear Pei Jiao's voice and quickly turned back. He knocked anxiously on the door. "Hello? Are you alright?"
