"???"
It took Shen Wenqian a full minute to force himself to understand the meaning of that sentence.
Then, a herd of grass-mud horses galloped through his heart.
"Life... great harmony..." he spoke with difficulty, "Is it the meaning I'm thinking of...?"
Ruan Qi nodded.
Shen Wenqian's legs went weak, and he quickly steadied himself against the warehouse door.
"Ruan Xiaoqi," he gasped for breath, "you heard everything?"
"Yeah." The girl said nonchalantly, "It's all three and a half minutes, mainly around the piece of door you're leaning on, Brother Shen."
Shocked, Shen Wenqian quickly stepped away from the door, shaking off his hand as if it had been burned.
Ruan Qi looked at him with the pity one reserves for the intellectually challenged.
Shen Wenqian felt like crying.
He just went to use the restroom, but why did you have to be like Conan, running into trouble wherever you go?