I don't know if you've ever envisioned this,

Completely get rid of the living environment that you are already familiar with, go to a longing foreign city alone, and walk freely through the exotic streets.

Enjoy the bustling crowds of buildings on both sides of the street, enjoy the things you haven't seen in the fancy storefronts, and enjoy the fact that no one in the city knows you.

You won't be distracted by anything or anyone, and your time is your own.

Sounds great, right?

Of course, it's really great,

But the premise is that you don't be the same as surviving in the wilderness, except for the clothes you are wearing, mobile phones, wallets, and documents are not smuggled over.

And he was hunted down and searched by unknown enemies, and he couldn't show his face in the surveillance and couldn't contact the outside world for help.

The most fucked up case you don't know English yet...

This is a kind reminder from Fang Ran, who has been wandering in London for five days on the night he was thrown here in the first place.

Oxford Street in the morning, the sun is shining, still wearing a hood,

Hidden in the midst of the 9 million population of this cosmopolitan city, Fang Ran is strolling through the streets of London's famous commercial street as mentioned at the beginning, looking at the scene full of foreigners, as if he can hear the bells of the British style ringing in his ears.

Feel the wandering of a person in a city where he can go wherever he wants (crossed out)...

A sense of novelty.

Thanks to the luck that seems to have changed from running out of the daily life, inexplicably turned into Europe, after meeting a genuine school girl, after a series of coincidences,

I managed to get food, shelter, and last night through fishing... Ahem, punishing the villains thoroughly ensured enough money,

Fang Ran can finally start on the problem that he urgently needs to solve now, that is...

- The problem of bathing!

Wearing a suit of clothes for five days in a row, experiencing the escape that made him sweat all over his body, and the rush and hunting in search of targets, Fang Ran felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

I believe that every friend here who has wandered through the waves will clearly leave the comforts of various human civilizations, and every little thing in life is a problem.

Things like how to take a shower are particularly serious problems.

And a more serious problem than how to take a bath in a wandering, that is, how to take a bath in a foreign wandering that is not familiar with life, according to Fang Ran from a reliable girl,

London doesn't seem to have the kind of public bathhouses in China.

Fang Ran: emmm...

Ahh

(╬╯◣д◢)╯(┻━┻(I lift)!

That's right, in fact, in foreign countries, it is difficult for you to see the kind of large and small bathing places in China, and foreigners bathe in their own bathrooms.

In addition to those Asian countries that have their own bathing culture, you can at most find public baths that provide spas and saunas, and are more inclined to enjoy.

As for looking for a bathhouse that is specifically for bathing, it also comes with a sophisticated, lean muscular bathing master...

Then you're thinking peach.

It must also be noted that friends from the north who come to study in Europe should take care of your precious bath towels, and don't think that you can still buy them in the supermarket after you skim them...

To sum up, there is no document to stay in the hotel at all, even the kind of informal small hotel, limited by English proficiency can not find a place at all,

The only option Fang Ran could think of at the moment was a sauna center that he could find.

Otherwise, he would have to go to the gay Chariots that Tang Bing knew....

To be honest, Fang Ran expressed deep doubts about why the senior girl he met by chance would know such a place.

Is it because of this kind of thing that ventured into London's bustling business district?

I sighed helplessly in my heart, in the past few days, I have repeated the two points and one line from the rooftop to the supermarket, and the daytime time is as low as possible to sleep or be in a daze.

It was the first time to walk through the central area of London, looking at the bustling streets like a maze in front of me, feeling the charm of being in it, and then rolling my eyes and muttering to myself:

"Do you have to get some clothes first..."

...

...

The city with the most billionaires in the world is London.

There are more than 200 private jets taking off and landing here every day, and the top consumption level is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

They need a few hundred pounds for a bite of caviar.

In this regard, if the national war had not encountered drastic changes, it should still be on that private island, enjoying the giant villas and the transparent and clear waters.

But everything is relative, there is one end and there is another, there is a poor person and there is a market,

Even London, which is known as a high-spending city, is not without bargains.

Primark.

I believe that anyone who has been in London should know this brand,

No advertising, no e-commerce, all the funds are compressed into efficient factory production, and the biggest feature is that it is amazingly cheap.

Listening to the advice of the younger sister who is known as a little expert in saving money in the dormitory and a big demon king in discounts, when she came to the store on Oxford Street, Fang Ran looked at the shopping mall with a blank face.

Rows and piles of identical T-shirts, jeans, jackets, with simple and clear prices of £3, £7, £10 and the like.

Am I really not in the country...?

For a while, he suddenly felt that in terms of saving money, his junior sister was not in vain.

But looking at all kinds of simple and fashionable clothes in the store, Fang Ran suddenly felt a little daze, and suddenly realized that he was used to being small or taking care of himself, and his ability to live was terrible.

This is the first time he has come to the mall to choose clothes by himself since he was a child.

(￣ω￣； Uh...

No matter how you think about it, it's all a small or fault (throwing the pot)!!

Fang Baobao, who had already begun to throw the pot, finally chose an ordinary dress, just over 20 pounds, and walked out of the Primark gate with a shopping bag.

From his pocket, he took out the simple map that Tang Bing drew for him at the cash register last night, with a beautiful and neat flower-style English standard inflection point, and deliberately added a scissor-hand winking expression on the corner.

Then suddenly a gentle gust of wind blew through his hood, making Fang Ran subconsciously turn around,

No one passed by, and his eyes were only the bustling scene of Oxford Street under the clear sky, which made his eyes slightly distracted.

Then suddenly I laughed a little happily.

Obviously trapped in a foreign country and fleeing crisis, although forced by the status quo there is no other way, but today I am like a tourist, strolling through London's famous shopping streets,

Walking through the streets of this British metropolis, I plan to find a 'bathhouse' where you can take a bath.

Thinking that this was really a novel experience, Fang Ran smiled a little helplessly, but his heart popped up inexplicably, and he didn't know what happiness it was at the beginning of the journey.

Let another mood accompany him, so that he is no longer short of money, but he is still looking forward to the time to go to the supermarket to work in the evening.

Since there is no way to take action, at least you can enjoy this kind of journey first...

Carrying a shopping bag on his shoulders, in the clear blue sky of the day, the corners of his mouth are hooked in the mood of going wherever he wants, and he walks freely in London.

Fang Ran took a brisk step towards the next intersection...