Fan Qi was deeply fond of a powerful figure from a Hong Kong novel—a man whose turbulent early life had shaped him into someone irresistibly charismatic.
But admiration was one thing. Fan Q...
The door was opened, and Chen Zhiqian's wet hair was a little messy. He was wearing a round-neck T-shirt, a pair of shorts that reached above the knees, and holding a mop in his hand.
Seeing the mop, Fan Qi remembered this mini bathroom. The toilet and shower area were shared and there was no separation at all. As soon as he took a shower, the entire bathroom floor would be covered with water, so he cleaned it after he finished showering.
His knock on the door seemed too abrupt, so Fan Qi immediately found something to say: "I want to take a shower."
"Okay, that's fine." Chen Zhiqian put the mop next to the sink and walked out.
Fan Qi entered the room, opened the curtain, and touched the clothes. The thinner ones such as the T-shirt and sports shorts were already dry, but the jeans still needed a while to dry.
She took a T-shirt and a pair of sports shorts and went into the bathroom, pulled the shower curtain and took a shower. After the shower, she changed into clean clothes. The entire bathroom floor was wet, so she could only resign herself to picking up the mop and mopping the floor.
After cleaning the bathroom, she had to wash the clothes. She took Chen Zhiqian's clothes out of the washing machine and put them in a plastic basin, and threw her own dirty clothes into the washing machine.
Forty minutes really wasn't a long time. Fan Qi opened the door and went out with the plastic basin. Chen Zhiqian was watching the financial channel. She walked over to him and handed him the basin: "Your clothes are ready."
Chen Zhiqian, who was sitting, looked up at her, then immediately lowered his head and said with a hint of embarrassment, "Put it aside."
It's really incomprehensible! Fan Qi bent down and put the plastic basin on the ground. The moment she bent down, she looked through her collar and realized that she was not wearing any underwear! ! !
It seemed as if all the blood in his body rushed to his face. Fan Qi folded his hands over his chest, rushed into the room, and closed the door with a bang.
Is this embarrassing? It is definitely not enough to just buy a house like this, you need a villa.
In the past, she stayed at home alone most of the time. Both nannies were women. She was used to not going out without wearing a bra. It was even more impossible for her to wear a bra after taking a shower at night. Just now... just now... it was so embarrassing.
Fan Qi was in regret, embarrassment, and shame. When she heard the knock on the door, she realized the important point. She had to put on her bra first: "Wait a minute."
She put on her bra and T-shirt and opened the door. Chen Zhiqian was standing at the door holding a plastic basin. Fan Qi remembered that the dryer was full of her clothes and said, "I'll take the clothes out first."
Fan Qi quickly took out the clothes, and Chen Zhiqian wanted to hang them up: "Give me some hangers."
No hangers? oh! She bought new clothes and washed them all, and used up all the hangers.
Fan Qi wanted to take the hanger down from where the clothes were hanging, but then she went inside and picked out some sexy dresses made of synthetic materials, handed the hanger to Chen Zhiqian, and hung the clothes she had bought today in the closet.
Chen Zhiqian's eyes fell on the pile of colorful clothes on the bed. He turned around and continued to hang up the clothes. After hanging them, he closed the curtain, turned on the timer of the dryer, and walked out of the room.
Fan Qi found a few plastic bags, stuffed the clothes on the bed including the imitation silk pajamas into the bags, took them outside, walked to the door and put on his shoes.
"Where are you going?" Chen Zhiqian asked her.
"Throw away these clothes."
"It's too late. Let's go down tomorrow morning."
When he reminded her of this, Fan Qi recalled the scene in the elevator just now and responded with a "Yeah!"
She put down the plastic bag and saw that he was watching an English channel, which was broadcasting a report about the appreciation of the US dollar leading to a trade deficit and seeking solutions with trading partners.
Fan Qi remembered that the famous Plaza Accord was signed in such a context. She pulled up a chair and sat down to watch TV, while she began to sort out the subsequent impact of the economic crisis in the early 1980s in her mind.
Fan Qi, whose mind was working quickly, suddenly felt something strange. She turned around and saw Chen Zhiqian looking at her in an unfathomable way.
She met his eyes and gave him a questioning look, but she found that his gaze changed and became sharp, which made her feel a bit cold to the bone on such a summer day. Did he discover the difference between himself and the original owner?
etc! Time-travel novels became popular only after the new century, right? This shell of mine belongs to the original owner, so why should I doubt it? Explain what?