"Well...it's getting late, I...go to the bathroom..."
She was not willing to go back, so she put on her slippers and walked straight out the door.
Although there was a bathroom in the bedroom, she was too embarrassed to go there while he was there.
Leng Zimo heard her footsteps moving downstairs, and then he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash himself.
After deliberately dilly-dallying for a long time, Luo Xiaoqian walked into the bedroom with a bang on her scalp and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had already gotten up.
After walking out of the bathroom and seeing her, Leng Zimo immediately spoke rudely.
"Help me pack my bags!"
Luo Xiaoqian didn't resist. As long as he didn't ask her to be intimate with him, cook, wash clothes, pack luggage...she could accept it all.
Walking to the closet, she looked at the closet that occupied almost the entire wall in front of her, and finally turned to him.
"Um, where is the suitcase?"
"The door at the end of the closet!"
She opened it as instructed.
Looking at the cloakroom filled with clothes, I was stunned.
The cloakroom is larger than the bedroom in the house she rents.
On the wall facing the door are various hats, with shoes on one side and clothes on the other.
He is indeed a pervert. Why does a grown man need to prepare so many clothes?
Her eyes fell on those gorgeous costumes, and she suddenly realized that these were performance costumes!
"Is this your performance costume?!" She walked in excitedly and pointed to a white top hat on the hat rack, "I remember, this is the one you wore when filming the MV for "Quicksand", and this one,
This should be the dress you wore when you released the "Brave" EP..."
She was extremely precious to his things.
Leng Zimo came over and looked at her back.
"how do you know?"
"Of course I know!" Luo Xiaoqian turned around, smiled and raised her finger to point to her chest, "Let me tell you, I was your super fan before. At that time, your song "Brave" stayed with me the whole time.
In winter, I also collected..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly pursed her lips.
This is her secret, how can she tell him?
At that time, her mother passed away, and her whole sky was dark. She locked herself in the house all day long, and occasionally heard someone playing this song very loudly.
"I know that you must be looking down in heaven with a smile, hoping that I can be brave..."
His lyrics were truly written from her heart.
During those days, she listened to this song over and over again, and finally came out of the haze of losing her mother and faced life bravely again.
Did she also lose her mother?
Leng Zimo's gaze slid across Luo Xiaoqian's somewhat sad eyes, "Pack your luggage!"
Oh, yes, how could she forget this!
Doesn’t this guy have a flight to catch?!
Luo Xiaoqian came to her senses and hurriedly walked over, pulled out his suitcase from under the coat rack, pulled it out of the cloakroom, and dragged it to the closet.
Now, she just wants to send this sullen god away quickly.
"The weather in Paris is similar to ours, but just in case, you should bring a thick coat..." She said to herself and opened one of the closet doors. As a result, there were only pants inside.
"The second door on the right." Leng Zimo promptly reminded.
She walked over, took out a suitable set of coats, rolled them carefully, and put them in her suitcase.
"And a suit!"
"The first door on the right."
Shirts, socks, clothes... She helped him organize them in an orderly manner and put them all into the suitcase.
