What's even stranger is the timing of her appearance, the fact that she was on the run alone, the suspicious injuries on her body, and her connection to the camp's medic...
"What? How is that possible?" Zheng Quchi pretended to be puzzled.
Gong Chenya scratched his cheek sheepishly: "It's nothing, I was just overthinking it. You can rest in my cave tonight. I have to be on duty and won't be going back."
"That's not a good idea."
There's a difference between men and women, and besides, she's married while he's a virgin. If she were to live in his cave dwelling, gossip and rumors would definitely be flying everywhere tomorrow.
"Don't worry, no one will talk nonsense," Gong Chenya said confidently.
He can be like a vibrant young man at times, but at other times he can be like a dictatorial ruler. This contradiction is not abrupt, just like him, with a sharp heart and a pair of childlike eyes.
Since he had said so, Zheng Quchi no longer declined.
That night, Zheng Quchi humbly asked Gong Chenya, who was so clean and exuded the fragrance of white lotus, how she managed to do it, and he gave her a box of soap.
This is something he developed and formulated himself. He has a real talent for this kind of unorthodox technique. Zheng Quchi doesn't want to know how complicated the ingredients are, but it really can clean the dirt off a person's skin.
She personally tested and found it to be effective.
She poured a little and rubbed it vigorously on her arm. Not much foam appeared, but the layer of emulsified black water that rose to the surface was enough to prove that it could clean out the dirt from her pores.
"So dirty..."
Seeing that there was no allergic reaction or redness on her skin, she scooped out a small amount into her palm, added water, rubbed it to make bubbles, and then applied it to her face.
After pouring out two large basins of dirty water, she touched her face... It wasn't smooth and supple at all; instead, after drying her face, it was so dry and flaky, as if a layer of her skin had been washed away.
Indeed, with such a powerful soap for removing dirt, using it to wash the most delicate face in the dead of winter would surely cause a layer of skin to peel off before the skin could return to its natural state.
I wonder what she will look like after the blackening process is over.
There's no proper mirror to look in right now, but to see how clean her arms are... well, it's pitch black around here, and the oil lamp is dim and yellowish, so it's impossible to tell if it's cool white, warm white, or neutral healthy skin. I'll just have to get up tomorrow morning and look in natural light.
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