Finally, Ling Jiaojiao couldn't take it anymore. No matter how she locked the door, it was useless.
She always had to leave the room at some point, and as soon as she returned, it would be like this.
The water became increasingly smelly, and Ling Jiaojiao felt like she smelled too.
So on the fifth day, Ling Jiaojiao inflated Chuzheng's bicycle tires.
This made Ling Jiaojiao forget to ask Ling Mei for fabric.
By the time she saw Ling Mei wearing new clothes, she remembered, but it was too late to say anything.
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Chuzheng went to the town to pick up clothes. After changing into the new clothes, Chuzheng felt much better, and her stride was full of confidence.
[...]
What a strange habit.
Chuzheng bought some things at the market. Seeing that the time was about right, she prepared to return.
While waiting for the bus, an older lady approached her: "Girl, where are you heading to?"
Chuzheng gave her a sidelong glance and stayed silent.
