Can't delay any longer, delay leads to change!
Li Peifeng anxiously checked the time.
It was nine at night, and Zhao Qingge had been in the shower for sixty-five minutes and still hadn't come out. He couldn't help but ask loudly, "Are you done yet?"
He asked twice before getting an even more impatient reply, "I'm done, just getting dressed!"
Li Peifeng, of course, knew she was getting dressed, but he also understood that the real reason Old Zhao was hesitant to come out was her anxiety about what was going to happen next.
So his purpose in asking was to prompt her, but even after three more minutes, Zhao Qingge still hadn't come out. Li Peifeng couldn't help but say, "This situation reminds me of a line from a novel."
"If a man lives to be sixty, at least ten years of that time is wasted."
"Because in those ten years, at least five are spent waiting for a woman to change clothes. Do you know what the other five years are wasted on?"
"..."
