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If you want to wash comfortably, you can only go to the bathroom.

So even in the south, you can see many bathrooms, and their business will be particularly good when the temperature drops.

"Eight cents for women, fifty cents for men." The middle-aged woman in charge of collecting money in the bathroom said expressionlessly.

Women are more expensive, mainly because women generally take a long time to take a bath. After all, it takes a long time just to wash their hair.

Wan Qing has not been to such a public bathroom for a long time.

It's modestly decorated, but it feels warm everywhere.

Although there is some mess in the corner, it does not affect the warmth it brings.

In childhood memories, the bathroom is like an extension of the home.

Every winter, the number of times I go to the bathroom becomes more frequent. Even after I grow up, I often can’t help but think of walking out of the bathroom hot from the shower and strolling leisurely on the street full of stalls a feeling of.

Everything in the future will become much more convenient, but the time to wander slowly in one's own world will become less and less.

Before Wan Qing could finish her emotion, the boss handed over the change money and gave them both a bracelet by the way.

Males are blue and females are red.

It is said to be a bracelet, but it is actually a key tied to a rubber band, which is used to store clothes in the dressing room.

"The slippers are in the dressing room. Find the right one for yourself." The proprietress yawned, sat back on the chair, and looked up at the TV hanging from the ceiling.

The typhoon tonight seems to be much gentler than last night, so although the TV is occasionally blurred, it does not affect the use most of the time.

Occasionally, people who come out of the shower will stand at the door and look up at the TV for a while, and those who are attracted by the content of the TV simply sit down on the chair in the front hall and wait until the advertisement is broadcast. Get up and go home.

Wan Qing glanced at Ye Chen: "Wait whoever comes out first will wait outside for a while."

"Tch, it's probably because I'm waiting for you."

"Are you doubting my bathing speed?" She squinted at him, "But I really have to come out slowly today, I'm exhausted, I want to take a bath."

"Oh yes, then I'm going to take a bath today—I don't know which is better, the bathhouse here or the bathhouse in the factory..." He said, looking to the side, only to find that Wan Qing had already opened the curtain and walked in, " Hey, hey...you don't listen to people's words..."

It was the first time for Wan Qing to enter the women's dressing room—although she had entered many times in many games, it was indeed the first time in reality.

She has already passed the age when she is full of vitality and always has all kinds of fantasies, so she doesn't have the slightest expectation for the dressing room.

She just hoped that she wouldn't run into those baggy old women here—although it wasn't very polite, but she really didn't want to pollute her eyes.

Fortunately, due to the heavy rain today, there were not many people in the bathhouse, and it was already late, so there was no one in the women's changing room.

Wan Qing, who was a little nervous at first because she had to change clothes in front of other women, also relaxed, found a pair of pink slippers and walked into the bathroom - she always thought they were children's models.

The bathroom is not too big, there are a dozen separate shower rooms and a bathing pool in total.

The water in the bathing pool is green, and the white air is constantly evaporating upwards.

Wan Qing tested the temperature of the water before slowly walking into the bathing pool.

It felt hot at first, but slowly it started to feel comfortable.

The fair skin also became rosy.

After several hours of walking, the two little feet had already developed blisters, but after getting over the initial stinging pain, they felt extremely comfortable.

Lying in the bathtub so relaxed, I almost forgot to take a bath.

In fact, it is reasonable to take a shower before going in, but now there is no one in the women's bathroom - Wan Qing seems not so conscious.

The warm water wrapped her body, as if returning to her mother's arms.

All the exhaustion seemed to disappear in an instant. After walking such a long distance today, I could take a good bath when I came back, and my bad mood was also healed.

When she went out after taking a shower, Ye Chen seemed to have just come out—the wet hair was the proof.

He sat with a refreshed face, his coat was held in his arms, he didn't seem to feel cold, but felt a little hot instead.

Wan Qing narrowed her eyes, and said jokingly, "Restraint."

"what?"

"Do you think I don't know what you did?" She leaned down and whispered in his ear with a snickering smile, "It's nice to be young, you don't get tired after walking so far, and you still have the strength to show off .”

"Ahem!" Ye Chen put his right hand behind his back as if 'there is no silver here', "Say, what are you talking about...why can't I understand...?"

"As long as you work hard enough, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle." Wan Qing patted his shoulder meaningfully, "Okay, okay, let's go back."

"Actually, I'm not too sleepy anymore..."

"You'll be sleepy when you get to bed." Pushing open the plastic door curtain of the old bathroom, heavy rain poured down from the eaves like a waterfall.

If the weather is good, there are usually small vendors pushing tricycles at the door of the bathroom, selling some food suitable for taking a bath.

For example, sweet steamed cakes, or fried sausage rice cakes and the like.

However, there was no one on the street at this time, only the storm was raging.

The umbrella that had just been opened was turned over by the wind, and Wan Qing's untied long hair was also blown into a mess.

"Uh--" She straightened the umbrella and walked down the steps quickly, "It's really windy...Let's go, Ye Chen."

"Oh... By the way, do you want to buy some dinner for Dad?"

"...the stores are closed." Wan Qing frowned, "The grocery store downstairs seems to be still open, let's go back and buy some biscuits and bread."

"Hmm... that's fine too—ah chirp!" He rubbed his nose, "I seem to have caught a cold..."

……

45. Shrunk

The wind and rain are isolated from the apartment building, and the sound of the key turning is very clear.

Ye Chen was carrying a gray plastic bag with freshly made fried noodles in it - he was supposed to go to the grocery store to buy some snacks, but in the end he walked a little longer and went to a nearby food stall to buy some fried noodles and came back .

The brown noodles are packed in this foam box, and whenever they rub against the plastic bag, they will make an ear-piercing sound of 'creaking'.

The living room was dark, except for the flickering light of the TV.

The father lay in a daze, his eyes moved slightly, and fell on the two of them.

"Dad, hurry up and have some dinner, it won't taste good when it gets cold." Ye Chen said, put the plastic bag in front of him, and took out the disposable chopsticks thoughtfully.

"...Who are you?" Father's slack pupils suddenly came into focus, and he stared at Ye Chen with his fists clenched tightly, like a lunatic about to have a psychotic attack.

Ye Chen glanced at Wan Qing awkwardly: "I'm your son..."

"Where did I get a son?" He frowned, "I only have one daughter, I don't have a son!?"

"what?"

The father suddenly turned his head to look at Wan Qing: "Daughter, why did you just bring back the brat from outside?"

"...Father, this is your son." Wan Qing sighed helplessly.

"What son, you haven't married him yet, why is he my son!?" He suddenly became hysterical, "I don't have a son, I only have one daughter! I have a son... no... I... I -"

The body that had just stood up slightly sat back on the sofa again, and the focused pupils began to slacken again.

"Dad, what's the matter..." Ye Chen was worried.

"It's getting more and more affected by the timeline..."

"Why don't you call your old dad? Ask what happened?"

"Hmm... that's fine." Wan Qing nodded lightly, and fumbled with the rotary phone - because it hadn't been used for a long time.

She dialed the forwarding number that had been discontinued five or six years ago.

Normally, it is impossible to dial at all.

There was a brief silence in the room, and when the sound of 'beep' sounded, their hearts also hung up.

Just because the fathers in the past could make calls here doesn't mean they can make calls back.

Just like roads, there is a difference between two-way traffic and one-way traffic.

When the call was finally connected, both Ye Chen and Wan Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

She glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, and then heard a sweet female voice from the microphone: "Hello."

"Hello, please transfer me to the No. [-] Workshop Office of the Iron and Steel Plant in H City."

"Okay, please wait."

About half a minute later, the sweet female voice rang again: "I have transferred you to the No. [-] Workshop Office of the Iron and Steel Plant in City H. Please don't hang up."

Then, there was another "beep beep" busy tone.

"Click."

"Hello?" Dad's sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad?"

"Hey! Daughter!" Although he couldn't see the picture, he could only hear the voice, but he seemed to be able to imagine his smiling face.

Ye Chen from the side leaned over, almost sticking to Wan Qing, just to hear the normal and young father's voice in the microphone.

"Dad!"

"Ouch, son! Haha."

"Dad, has anything happened to you recently?"

"What happened...?" Father was lost in thought, "There seems to be nothing special."

"Oh...how have you been lately?" Wan Qing asked another way.

"Recently, it's very comfortable to sit in the workshop office, and the weather has turned cold, so I can't even get up in the morning."

"Two typhoons came here in a row, and the school had an extra two days off."

"Haha, you have to study hard at home during the holidays! If I had learned more back then, I might be able to be the chief of the section or even the chief of the department now... Oh, yes, the date of marriage has been officially finalized, and it will be in October. On February 22, your mother kept saying that she wanted a daughter by then, haha."

"Did she say anything else?"

"Uh... also said that if the first child is a daughter, there will be no sons." The father scratched his head, "Hey, one is fine, in response to the call of the country, boys and girls are the same! But I'm afraid If there is really only one child, one of you will have to disappear."

Wan Qing glanced at Ye Chen thoughtfully.

"It's nothing, anyway, I have saved fines in the past few years, and I will have to give birth to both of you by then, not one less!"

"Dad has worked hard."

"It's okay, it's okay, working in the workshop is hard work. I don't care about the position below, and I don't care about it. It's a comfortable position—I'm afraid that I will be useless if I work for a long time. Haha, it's cold, remember Add some more clothes, um—what about the other me?"

"I can speak a few words occasionally, although it is still a bit difficult to communicate."

"Hey, it will get better slowly. I absolutely don't believe in things like fate. I can definitely change them. Just wait!"

Small changes in the past will be magnified in the future.

Wan Qing nodded her head lightly. If she wants her father to return to normal, she can only pin her hopes on her father in the past.

"Then dad, do you want to have a word with Ye Chen?"

"Okay."

"Here." Wan Qing handed the microphone to Ye Chen.

The latter was much more excited than Wan Qing: "Old... Dad?"

"Son, work hard and strive to be admitted to a good university. Even if you fail, don't be discouraged. When the time comes to learn a skill, you will still have food!"

"Ah good……"

"Listen to your sister, she is older than you, she must be more mature, the other I haven't returned to normal recently, and there must be no money at home, so you can save some money, understand?"

Although he is a son who has never met, he communicates as if he has been a father for many years.

"it is good……"

"Then I'll hang up first, and wait for the leader to come."

"it is good."

Ye Chen put the phone back on the landline, and slowly turned his head to look at Wan Qing.