After washing up, Xu Qingyan lay down in his apartment and slept until the afternoon.
When he woke up, the sky was dark, and it was seven o'clock in the evening.
He held his head and took a while to recover before he remembered that he had returned to Xinghai. He had rented this apartment since last year, and all totaled had only lived there for two months.
He had no idea how that rental agent was doing now, having heard that they became a local internet celebrity.
The first thing he did upon waking wasn't to reply to messages, whether they were from Pei Muchan or Sister Lin, or even from the film crew; instead, he searched for an internet celebrity on his phone.
It was a habit of Xu Qingyan's, to look back and briefly sum things up after passing a hectic milestone, starting a review from some past point.
Without a doubt, rehashing the love reality show was pointless now.
