Kevin had profound academic attainments. He could tolerate everything, but he was serious in academics. He would not tolerate any blasphemy. I once crumpled his paper and he scolded me for a long time. Now on this book, after the nonsense.
He patiently wrote it again. I flipped through it again and found that there was a cute illustration drawn with red pen on the first page. The illustration was sunny and energetic, although it was very good.
But Kevin would never allow this to happen. I could even imagine how angry he would be. But the dry notebook looked like it had been drawn for a long time.
There was a noise outside the door and Kevin came in a short while later.
I cleared my head and closed the notebook.
He came over with a plastic bag in his hand. There were two newly bought rags in it.
"What do you want this for?"
"Do the housework."
After a pause, I said again. "I always feel that our home is... messy."
Kevin looked at the tidy living room and said nothing.
Everyone knew that Kevin was a famous cleanliness freak. Wherever he was, it was always spotless. But when I look at my home, I always feel that everything was dirty.
At night, Kevin fell asleep. I couldn't sleep.