“Auntie doesn’t have many hobbies—cooking and doing housework count as one, haha, but what’s so tiring about that?” Evelyn Carter’s smile was as sweet as candy, almost cloying. Like a housewife, she reached out to untie the apron hanging from her slim waist and chest, and under Alan Cooper’s odd gaze, walked into the bathroom. Who would have thought that when she came out, Aunt Evelyn was actually holding a plastic basin full of dirty clothes—inside were all the dirty clothes Alan Cooper had taken off yesterday. “Your mother’s back isn’t good, don’t let her get tired. Auntie will wash your clothes for you, and I’ll bring them back to you tomorrow once they’re dry.”

Mom said from the side, “That won’t do! No, no! Let him wash them himself!”

Alan Cooper’s face flushed red, and he rushed over in a panic to grab the basin from her. “I can wash them myself! I can do it myself!”

Evelyn Carter ignored him, pulling hard on the basin. Seeing that Alan Cooper wouldn’t let go no matter what, Evelyn Carter grinned and raised her hand as if she was about to hit him. “You want me to hit you? Let go! I wouldn’t wash them for anyone else! Auntie just wants you to have more time to review your studies! Aren’t you about to take the civil service exam?” With that, Evelyn Carter yanked the basin away and went home.

Alan Cooper was so embarrassed—his socks and underwear were in there!

But along with his embarrassment, Alan Cooper also felt a bit emotional about the unpredictability of life. If he had been a moment later saving someone during the car accident the day before yesterday, he wouldn’t be seeing Evelyn Carter’s smiling face now. Instead, he’d be at Babaoshan, facing Aunt Evelyn’s cold corpse, regretting it for the rest of his life!

Chapter 4【I Must Pass】

The next day.

Morning.

The blazing summer sun was hidden behind clouds, making it a bit overcast. The misty air was much cooler than the previous days.

As soon as he got up, thinking about how his underwear and socks were still at Aunt Evelyn’s place, Alan Cooper felt uncomfortable all over. He hurried over to 302 next door and rang her doorbell. After all, she was the woman he secretly liked, and Alan Cooper really wanted to show his best side to Aunt Evelyn, but underwear and stinky socks were just too much—ugh, if only he’d fought harder to get them back last night. Hopefully, Aunt Evelyn hadn’t washed them yet.

Click—the door opened. “Oh, it’s Little Alan, I was just about to go to work. Come in.”

Evelyn Carter lived alone. The house smelled fragrant, that unique scent of a woman’s boudoir. The small living room was tidy and spotless, and several glass panes were wiped crystal clear. Squeezing inside, Alan Cooper awkwardly rubbed his nose, his face hot. “Um, about my clothes…”

Evelyn Carter was kneeling on the floor, bending over to smooth out the wrinkled flesh-colored stockings on her feet, creased by her high heels. Hearing him, she looked up and smiled, gesturing with her chin toward the bathroom. “Your clothes are all hanging in the bathroom. I washed them yesterday, but they might not be completely dry yet. What’s up? Need to wear them right away? Want Auntie to use a hair dryer to dry them for you?” One of her legs was bent low, the other slightly higher, and the OL skirt revealed a patch of black void in the middle, sparking the imagination.

Alan Cooper’s face grew even hotter. “Ah, no need, no need. I’ll take them home to dry. Thank you, Aunt Evelyn.”

Evelyn Carter rolled her eyes at him. “What are you being polite for? If anyone should be saying thanks, it’s me to you.”

She was wiping her shoes at the bathroom door, so Alan Cooper went into the bathroom to get his clothes. His T-shirt and pants were hanging on a rack draped with several towels, and on the metal bar behind, his underwear and socks were also hanging there. Alan Cooper quickly stepped forward, not even looking as he hurriedly pulled his clothes off the rack and hugged them to his chest. Thinking about Evelyn Carter’s soft little hands rubbing his underwear, he felt both excited and mortified—his feelings were just too complicated to describe.

Lost in thought for a moment, when Alan Cooper was about to head home with his clothes, he suddenly realized in shock that there was an extra pair of flesh-colored lace-trimmed panties in his arms. Damn, he’d grabbed the wrong thing—these weren’t his, they were Evelyn Carter’s. Alan Cooper smacked himself on the forehead and hurriedly, with trembling hands, clutched Aunt Evelyn’s panties, wanting to put them back on the metal rack. But the damp, soft feel of the panties made Alan Cooper’s heart flutter. He hesitated for a moment, then carefully pinched them, both excited and nervous, and pulled back the elastic to curiously peek inside.

So these were Aunt Evelyn’s panties.

So pretty!

Just as Alan Cooper was entranced, a head poked in from outside the bathroom. “Hurry up and get your stuff, Auntie has to go to work…” The sentence trailed off as Evelyn Carter caught sight of the flesh-colored panties in Alan Cooper’s hand, and her face instantly turned red.

Alan Cooper nearly fainted on the spot, reflexively tossing the panties onto the washing machine. “Aunt Evelyn! No! It’s not what it looks like!”

Evelyn Carter glared at him without saying a word.

It’s over! Alan Cooper felt his good image in Aunt Evelyn’s mind was completely ruined, and he stammered, “It’s not like that! I—I just grabbed the wrong thing! I…” He couldn’t explain at all. Suddenly, he remembered he hadn’t tried whether he could rewind time today, so he immediately shouted, “BACK!”

……

The scene flashed!

The next moment, Alan Cooper saw his own hand reaching out in midair, about to grab the flesh-colored panties hanging on the metal rack.

It was exactly one minute earlier!

It worked again! Time had gone back again!

He quickly stopped his hand, let out a huge sigh of relief, and hurried out of the bathroom with only his own clothes. “Aunt Evelyn, I—I’m heading home now.”