It was already eleven o'clock at night, and the streets were relatively quiet.
"It's so late and there are no taxis; let's stay here. I can take a bath; I'm all drenched," Yang Qianqian said, pointing to a nearby hotel.
Chen Dashan thought for a moment but nodded his head. The weather was gradually turning autumnal, and the late-night air carried a chill. Wearing wet clothes indeed made it easy to catch a cold.
The two decided to stay at a nearby hotel.
"Two rooms," Chen Dashan said as he took out his ID.
Yang Qianqian looked down, a bit shyly, and said, "One room is fine; I didn't bring my ID."
"Alright, then one room."
In the room, Yang Qianqian sat on the edge of the bed, very shy, her heart unsure of what to think as she fiddled with the hem of her clothes.
"Why don't you go take a bath first," Chen Dashan suggested.
Yang Qianqian hummed in response and walked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of the shower filled the space.