In the bright living room, Xu Qingyan shook his head.
He glanced at Lin Wanzhou's room, wondering whether to ask if he should help dust it off earlier. After all, it was just a matter of convenience, and he was still hesitating.
A voice came from the bathroom, Lin Wanzhou spoke.
"Do you want to take a shower?"
"I don't need to, should I dust off your room?" Xu Qingyan's mind was preoccupied, he didn't hear much and just responded with a question.
After speaking, he froze.
No, why would I take a shower?
There was silence from the bathroom side, and after a while, she said.
"I'll wipe it myself, can you help me grab my pajamas? They're on the left side of the wardrobe, take the white one."
Xu Qingyan responded, "Okay."
The white pajamas?
He pushed the door open, clicked on the light switch, and the room wasn't too dusty. It looked almost the same as it had been six months ago, just needed a change of bedsheets.
