Gu Ran tossed yesterday's clothes into the washing machine and set it on a thirty-minute 'Quick Wash'.
While the washing machine did its work, he brushed his teeth, used the toilet, took a shower, and then picked out two sets of what he considered his handsomest clothes.
He immediately put on one set;
The other set he folded and put into his bookbag, which he'd been using since high school, ready to bring to the Uninhabited Island to wear tomorrow.
His hair didn't need any attention—he had just had it cut before coming to Haicheng, and it looked so good it was beyond reason.
By then, the clothes were washed.
He took them out of the washing machine, shook them out as if they were dripping urine, and hung them on the drying rack, straightening each article of clothing and socks like one might gently pull apart instant noodles.
A feeling of satisfaction welled up inside him.
Then, he suddenly found a dog hair on the clothes.
