“Sure,” Jiang Yixing readily agreed. “I’ve already done my research. Come with me today!”
Jiang Yixing changed out of her loungewear and, unusually, wore a skirt. She wore a pink T-shirt with a white and pink skirt, looking youthful and energetic, just like a 20-year-old girl.
Rong Hang opened the door and his eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Yixing, who had changed her clothes. In contrast to Jiang Yixing's attire, Rong Hang was still wearing his old black hoodie and pants.
Jiang Yixing looked at Rong Hang's suitcase suspiciously. Surely Rong Hang wouldn't have dozens of identical black hoodies?
"It's rare to go out for fun, so I'll change my clothes."
Jiang Yixing pulled Rong Hang over and led him into the room.
"Can I open it?" Jiang Yixing asked, standing at the door of the wardrobe.
Rong Hang nodded.
Sure enough, the wardrobe was filled with black clothes and black pants. Jiang Yixing was exasperated, but finally managed to pick out a piece of clothing that was a different color from the pile.
Jiang Yixing tossed the blue T-shirt in his hand to Rong Hang, saying, "Change into this."
There was no way to change his pants; every single piece of clothing in Ronghang's wardrobe was black, and they were all long pants that tightly covered his ankles.
Jiang Yixing suspected that if it weren't for his face, Rong Hang would look at least 20 years older than he did.
"Change it quickly, change it quickly."
Jiang Yixing pushed Rong Hang into the bathroom and sat on the sofa to wait.
When Rong Hang came out, he tugged at his sleeves rather awkwardly; he had never worn such short sleeves before.
Rong Hang's skin appeared even whiter against the backdrop of his lake-blue T-shirt, giving him a pinkish-white glow.
Jiang Yixing couldn't help but whistle, just like a hooligan whistling at a girl on the street.
"how?"
"Excellent."
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