"No, I mean I'm dirty," Xiao Zhu immediately picked up her clothes and handed them to Shen Ming, but seeing the fabric soiled by the rain, she quickly took them back, "The clothes are dirty; I'll wash them and return them to you later."
Shen Ming thought Xiao Zhu meant her clothes were only wet and that she was worried about getting his clothes wet.
It turns out she wasn't disgusted by him; he immediately smiled, reaching out his hand, "It's fine if they're dirty; just give them to me, I'll wash them myself."
Xiao Zhu held onto them, unmoving, "I'll wash them."
Shen Ming smiled and scratched his head, "Then thank you."
"These two people must be crazy; it's raining so heavily and they just leave their umbrella aside, standing in the rain getting soaked," a passerby murmured under an umbrella.
Only then did Shen Ming realize, and he quickly picked up the umbrella from the ground, holding it over Xiao Zhu's head, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you."
