Jiang Xuan asked a little embarrassedly, "Is there a place to take a shower around here?"
Jiang Xuan felt like she was going to get moldy if she didn't shower soon, as she hadn't taken a bath for several days.
"Weren't you injured? You can't get your wound wet."
"It's almost healed. I'll be careful when I wash."
"There's a public bathhouse on the first floor of the hotel. Wait a moment, I'll go ask if there are any seats available."
A few minutes later, Lu Shengye came in. "There's room available. You can go wash up now. Is there anything else you need? I'll go buy it for you."
"No need. Can you wait here for me? I'm a little scared to be alone."
Lu Shengye nodded, "Okay."
*
Jiang Xuan was stunned as soon as she stepped into the bathhouse.
The entire public bathhouse was completely shrouded in steam, with no curtains between the faucets. All you could see was a sea of white water.
Perhaps because everyone was already used to it, they chatted and laughed as they scrubbed each other in the bath.
Jiang Xuan stood there, holding a basin and a towel, at a loss.
Another middle-aged woman came in behind her. She quickly took off her clothes, glanced at Jiang Xuan, and said, "Young lady, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go in to wash up, or there won't be any hot water left."
Considering that this is how things are in this era, Jiang Xuan had no choice but to bite the bullet, take off her clothes, and go inside.
Midway through, the older woman wanted to scrub Jiang Xuan's back, but she politely declined.
Right now, she only has one thought: to finish washing quickly and get out of here.
Lu Shengye didn't expect Jiang Xuan to finish showering so quickly; he was right outside the bathhouse.
Seeing Jiang Xuan wearing a nightgown that barely reached her knees, her two legs underneath were dazzlingly white.
He awkwardly turned his face away. "Are you done washing?"
"I'm done washing."
"Let's go then."
After escorting Jiang Xuan to her room, Lu Shengye went to the front desk and asked for a blanket, which he then tossed onto the bed. "It gets chilly at night, so if you're cold, cover yourself with the blanket and don't catch a cold."
Jiang Xuan was sitting to the side drying her hair when she suddenly wanted to tease Lu Shengye, so she said in a high-pitched voice, "My arms are a little sore, can you help me dry my hair?"
"I understand. You should go back and get some rest too."
"Okay, I'll come and get you tomorrow morning, and then I'll take you out for breakfast."
As soon as Lu Shengye walked over, he turned his face away as if he had been electrocuted.
Jiang Xuan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just chilly, why don't you put on some clothes?"
Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and roughly understood. The pajamas she bought were oversized, and the original owner's figure was curvy and shapely. From Lu Shengye's perspective, the cleavage at the neckline was completely exposed.
But what puzzled her was why he was so innocent?
She pretended not to understand, saying, "I'm not cold."
Lu Shengye felt that these were the most difficult few minutes of his life.
Although he had tried his best to control himself, the scene he had inadvertently glimpsed earlier kept haunting him.
"Could you please dry my hair a little? I heard that sleeping with wet hair can easily cause headaches."
Lu Shengye's voice was hoarse, "Okay."
Hair dryers at that time weren't as good as they are in later years. It took about ten minutes to finally dry my hair.
Lu Shengye breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, you should go to sleep now. I'm leaving now. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."
With that, Lu Shengye strode out the door.
*
At the same time, in the cultural troupe's dormitory.
The dormitories of the performing arts troupe are all standard four-person rooms.
Zhang Xiaowen sat at the table, grooming her eyebrows in front of the mirror.
Ever since she saw Lu Shengye and Jiang Xuan in the cafeteria during the day, she had been preoccupied with something and felt quite unhappy.
After training, she shamelessly went to ask Lu Shengye again, only to be coldly dismissed with "What's it to you?"
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
"You still haven't fixed it?" Liu Qiongying said, combing her hair. "I'm thinking of going out to buy some food. Do you want to come?"
"I'm not hungry, you go ahead."
Liu Qiongying put down the comb. "You didn't eat lunch or dinner, aren't you hungry? Is something on your mind?"
"No, my stomach is a little upset today."
As they were talking, He Yan came back, arm in arm with Li Xiaxia, carrying several bags.
He Yan placed the bag on the large table. "You're still awake? Perfect timing, come and have some fruit."
Liu Qiongying: Why are you so late coming back? I thought you weren't coming back tonight.
Li Xiaxia immediately sat on the bed and started changing into slippers. "We went to the city center, and while we were wandering around, we missed the last bus. If it weren't for Squad Leader Wang from the reconnaissance team, we really wouldn't have been able to get back tonight."
After finishing her water, He Yan put down her enamel mug. "Oh, by the way, do you know who we saw at Feitian Shopping Mall today?"
Who is it?
"Platoon Leader Lu, did you know? Platoon Leader Lu actually has a fiancée."
Zhang Xiaowen's heart skipped a beat, her hand trembled, and she accidentally cut a gap in her eyebrow.
She angrily threw down the eyebrow trimmer, "Ugh, this is so annoying."
"It's okay, I have an eyebrow pencil. You can borrow it to draw on your eyebrows later. They'll grow back in a few days."
After comforting Zhang Xiaowen, Liu Qiongying quickly walked over and sat down next to He Yan, asking with a gossipy look, "What exactly happened? Tell me in detail."
"We saw Platoon Leader Lu shopping with a girl on the first floor of Feitian Shopping Mall. Platoon Leader Lu was carrying several bags, all of which were women's clothing."
"We asked who this girl was, and guess what Platoon Leader Lu said?"
He Yan imitated Lu Shengye's cold tone, "My fiancée, Jiang Xuan."
Liu Qiongying: "She really is my fiancée? No way?"
Li Xiaxia: "That girl is quite good-looking. Anyway, I feel that the two of them are quite a good match."
Zhang Xiaowen was even angrier. She angrily picked up the washbasin, grabbed a piece of clothing from her bed, and walked outside.
Li Xiaxia: "Xiaowen, where are you going?"
"do the laundry."
He Yan: "Why wash clothes so late? Just wash them tomorrow."
Zhang Xiaowen left without looking back.
Li Xiaxia ate an apple and said, "Xiaowen seems a bit off."
He Qiongying said, "She was acting a bit strange today. She was absent-minded during training and was criticized by the class monitor. In the afternoon, when we were rehearsing the program, she was not in the right state of mind and was criticized by the troupe leader again. She also didn't eat dinner."
He Yan suddenly whispered, "Do you think she likes Platoon Leader Lu?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Although Platoon Leader Lu is outstanding in appearance and capable, with that face of a living devil, no girl would be so foolish as to do that.
Liu Qiongying: "I hadn't noticed until you mentioned it. Now that you put it that way, I've thought about it and it's actually quite possible. Haven't you noticed that she seems a bit off whenever we talk about Platoon Leader Lu?"
"And last time, when the troupe was going to perform in the countryside, she hadn't signed up at first, but then she kept pestering the troupe leader to sign up. Now that I think about it, it must have been because she found out that Platoon Leader Lu was also going."
He Yan covered her mouth, "Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier? If I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have brought it up. Xiaowen must hate me to death now, right?"
Liu Qiongying: "I wonder what Platoon Leader Lu's fiancée does. Is she going to join our cultural troupe too?"
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