That night, Ji Rui drank a lot, but he wasn't drunk.
Back home, after showering and lying in bed, his mind kept replaying the words Le Tong and Yang Sheng had said.
It wasn't until dawn that Ji Rui's still chaotic mind finally drifted into sleep.
When he woke up, his watch showed exactly seven o'clock.
Today is Friday!
This thought flashed across Ji Rui's mind, quickly waking him up completely.
Getting out of bed with lightning speed, he finished his wash and walked into the wardrobe. He habitually reached for a white shirt, but suddenly remembered what Le Tong had said in the supermarket that day.
His fingers brushed over a long row of nearly identical shirts, finally landing on a dark blue one.
Though it's still a shirt, at least the color has changed a little, right?
Thinking this, Ji Rui put on the shirt and, following the hanger's guide, found a matching suit in the same color scheme and put it on.
