I was silently criticizing this in my heart, but I didn't show it on my face, instead displaying a rather kind smile, "Yeah, I accidentally threw my roommate's silk stockings into the washing machine and ended up ruining them, so I had to rush and buy a couple to apologize."
By the time I finished speaking, I realized what I had done—I had actually blurted out my inner thoughts. The shopkeeper's smile stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal, still wearing an appropriate smile, "I'm really sorry about that, you know, silk stockings of any brand are not supposed to be machine-washed, only hand-washed."
I nodded awkwardly, berating myself internally, What's wrong with me, did I lose my mind seeing a beauty?
Luckily, the shopkeeper didn't say much, just packed up my purchase, "Two pairs of silk stockings come to a total of eight hundred and sixty yuan."
