Lin Xiuwen had brought only a small travel bag back from the 749 Bureau this time, containing a few changes of clothes and daily necessities.
After dinner, Zhang Shuai took the initiative to carry her luggage and led Lin Xiuwen by the hand toward the parking lot.
As soon as they got in the car, Lin Xiuwen said, "Brother Zhang Shuai, I still need to buy a few things. I didn't bring towels, toiletries, or pajamas..."
So Zhang Shuai drove her to the mall. After they finished shopping, the two quickly returned home.
The moment she entered, Lin Xiuwen was dumbfounded by Zhang Shuai's messy room. "Do you guys never clean your rooms?"
Quite a few dirty clothes were strewn across the sofa and bed, while all kinds of electrical tools had been tossed around carelessly. It looked like a complete mess.
Zhang Shuai smiled awkwardly. "I usually live alone, and no one comes over, so I never really clean up... Wait a moment. I'll tidy it up right away."
With that, Zhang Shuai immediately got to work. He stuffed all his dirty clothes, shoes, and other things into plastic bins, packed the electrical tools into boxes, and quickly cleaned the floor. Before long, the room looked completely refreshed.
As Lin Xiuwen looked around Zhang Shuai's place, she noticed something strange. "Brother Zhang Shuai, why can't I find any snacks? Aren't chips, instant noodles, and spicy strips supposed to be essentials? Why don't you have any snacks at all?"
"Uh... I never eat snacks!"
Lin Xiuwen then ran into the kitchen to have a look and even opened the refrigerator.
"Looks like you never cook here either. There's no food in the fridge, no rice, oil, seasonings, nothing at all. Don't you eat at home?"
"Uh... I'm a little lazy