Lu Xiaochan withdrew his hand. He heard the sound of Shu Wuxi picking up the teapot and the sound of tea falling into the cup.
This was the first time someone took care of him, fearing that he might get burned, and poured him tea.
Lu Xiaochan didn't understand why Shu Wuxi didn't dislike him.
If you dislike his dirtiness, you won't sit next to him.
If you despise him for being lowly, you won't pour tea for him.
But why didn't Shu Wuxi let him touch him
Let me, the little beggar, give you a try! Hehehe!
Lu Xiaochan touched the teacup and deliberately knocked it over.
With a "splash" sound, he felt the boiling heat of the tea, but in an instant, the cup was caught by Shu Wuxi, who shook it forward, and the spilled tea was put back intact.
Lu Xiaochan was not sure what happened, she only knew that Shu Wuxi lifted the teacup, put it to his lips and blew gently.
"It's not hot anymore. Drink it."
He put the teacup back in front of Lu Xiaochan.
Lu Xiaochan touched the cup uncertainly and found it was warm.
Our lips touched lightly, and the tea was warm.
It was as if the heat before was all an illusion.
At this time, the waiter knocked on the door.
"Sir, I've brought you hot water for a bath!"
"Come in." Shu Wuxi sat there.
Lu Xiaochan heard two waiters carrying a large wooden barrel and placing it in an empty space in the room.
Then, two buckets of hot water and two buckets of cold water were poured in.
There are soapberries and bath towels next to the bathtub.
"Sir, take your time washing. These are the clothes the shopkeeper just bought for you."
"let it go."
After everyone left, Shu Wuxi stood up and tested the water temperature, "Xiao Chan, come and take a bath."
Lu Xiaochan pointed at herself and said, "Is this prepared for me?"
"Um."
When the old beggar was still alive, he would take him to the river to bathe every ten days or half a month, and would rub mud for him. After the old beggar passed away, Lu Xiaochan never took a bath again except when it rained heavily.
After all, we were by the river, with no one watching, and we could easily drown if we weren't careful.
Life is more important than taking a bath.
"I... have never bathed in a tub..."
"After you take off your clothes, just step into the tub. I'll support you with a bamboo stick."
"... That's not what I meant... I meant to say that I've never had a bath like this before..."
"If you want to wash later, I'll find a place for you to wash slowly."
"… "
My point is not that I like to take a bath! It’s that I don’t have to take a bath in the river.
Lu Xiaochan quickly took off the tattered clothes.
When he took off the last piece of clothing, he looked uncertainly in the direction where Shu Wuxi was sitting.
"Um... Shu... Shu Wuxi... you're still looking at me?"
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi's voice was very soft, making people's hearts soften inexplicably.
Lu Xiaochan knew that the other party was afraid that he would fall, but his little cicada had never been seen by outsiders.
"I'm going to start washing."
"Um."
"I mean...if you look away a little, avoid it..."
"Why?"
"Why? You... you still want to see my little cicada?"
"Little cicada?" Shu Wuxi asked again.
Lu Xiaochan seemed to be able to imagine him frowning slightly as he thought.
"It's right here!" Lu Xiaochan pointed with his right hand.
“Why do you want to avoid it?”
Lu Xiaochan sighed: "I know we are both men, so it's okay to take a look! But, I'm shy..."
The old beggar always said that his hair had not grown fully.
Lu Xiaochan didn't understand why the old beggar said that, as if having a lot of hair there was something very tough and manly about it.
Too much hair can harbor lice!
But what if Shu Wuxi also feels that his hair is not fully grown
No! How can Shu Wuxi be compared with that tasteless old beggar
"Forget it! It doesn't matter to you! It doesn't matter to me either!"
Lu Xiaochan loosened her grip, bent her waist, and climbed into the bathtub.
When he crawled in with his back to the room, he seemed to hear Shu Wuxi's breathing pause not far away.
Lu Xiaochan also felt that it was very hot from her lower back all the way down his spine.
He sat in the water, the warm water just covering his chest.
"Wow! So comfortable!" Lu Xiaochan squinted his eyes and leaned back against the tub. He rubbed himself for a while and played with the hot water, but he didn't hear Shu Wuxi's voice. He tilted his head and asked, "Shu Wuxi... are you still there?"
"I am here."
I don’t know if it’s because the bucket of hot water made the room warmer, but Shu Wushi’s voice was not as clear and cold as before. There was a hint of hoarseness at the end of the tone, which made Lu Xiaochan feel itchy in her heart.
"So... why are you still looking at me?"
"Um."
"You are so patient, you keep looking at me. Don't worry, this bucket of water won't drown me!"
"I'm not looking at you because I'm patient."
"Why is that?"
Lu Xiaochan leaned towards Shu Wuxi, lay on the edge of the bathtub, rested her chin on her arms, and looked at Shu Wuxi with her big round eyes.
"Because you are beautiful."
The water, which was almost cooling down, suddenly seemed to be boiling, and Lu Xiaochan's heart trembled.
No one ever told him he was good looking.
Even the old beggar who adopted him never said anything.
"You are also very beautiful." Lu Xiaochan smiled, his eyes curved, as if starlight was about to overflow from the gaps between his eyes.
Suddenly, the smell belonging to Shu Wuxi came closer.
Lu Xiaochan raised her head and asked, "Why are you here?"
"How did you know I was coming?" Shu Wuxi's voice was clear and light.
When I am bathing and feeling the steam, and hear such sounds, I feel particularly comfortable.
"I can smell you! It smells really good! Much better than the smell of soapberry!"
"Do you like the taste?"
Lu Xiaochan was lying on the side of the bucket, with his face turned sideways. Although he couldn't see, he felt that Shu Wuxi was lowering his head and eyes, and the tip of his nose was less than half an inch away from his cheek.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly reached out to grab the other person, and Shu Wuxi instantly moved away.
"I like it."
"Its name is 'Qing Ye Zhu Xuan Tian'. If you like, just sprinkle some in your bathtub."
Lu Xiaochan heard the sound of a drop of dew falling, which caused layers of inaudible echoes, and it seemed as if the bucket of water that Lu Xiaochan was soaking in had become spiritual.
He originally wanted to rub the mud off his body before the water cooled down, but as soon as he put his hands on his shoulders, he found that his skin, which had been exposed to the sun and rain, had become smooth and tender.
"Eh? How come I'm a peeled egg? Ah! It's a peeled egg!"
"It can wash away the dirt and mud on you."
"Just a tiny drop?"
"Um."
Lu Xiaochan just thought it was amazing, if Shu Wuxi hadn’t stopped him from touching, he really wanted to touch him all over to see if there were any other treasures!
Since Shu Wuxi was right next to him, Lu Xiaochan couldn't help but keep talking to him. Even if he just responded with a "hmm", he would feel happy.
"You said before that you had to put my hair in the bait to find me... But where did you find my hair?"
He had been thinking about this question for a long time.
"Maybe you were unhappy that I touched your hair, so you cut it all off and I kept it."
"Impossible? If you like to touch my hair, go ahead! You can touch anywhere you want... Wait, except my little cicada!"
Lu Xiaochan deliberately leaned his head towards Shu Wuxi who was leaning against the bathtub, waiting for Shu Wuxi to smooth his hair, but the bamboo branch was pressed against his face, blocking him.
However, Shu Wuxi's strength did not contain any hint of rejection. It was even as if he was using a bamboo branch to gently touch Lu Xiaochan.
Lu Xiaochan felt like she had become a little puppy, and all she needed was a “good boy” from Shu Wuxi.
"Why not?" Shu Wuxi asked.
Lu Xiaochan almost choked on her own saliva: "No means no!"
Shu Wuxi seemed to turn sideways, and then said lightly: "Yeah."
Lu Xiaochan blocked it with a loud noise, and her ears suddenly became red and hot.
"You're actually very pretty."
She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but what Lu Xiaochan imagined in her mind was Shu Wuxi leaning on the bathtub with one hand, his face tilted, his eyes lowered, looking into the water.
"The place cannot be described as 'very beautiful'!"
“But it’s beautiful.”
Lu Xiaochan almost wanted to grab his hair. He knew Shu Wuxi was not joking with him because he didn't look like the kind of person who would joke.
He seems to not understand some things...
"Do you know what 'good-looking' is?" Lu Xiaochan asked.
"You told me that if you see something and want to keep looking at it, or even want to own it, then that's 'good-looking'."
Shu Wushi's voice always carries a chill, like ancient jade soaked by the passing of time, or like an ancient well without ripples. But at this moment, there is also a hint of tenderness in this chill, which makes Lu Xiaochan feel itchy.
"So Xiao Xiao Chan isn't 'good-looking'! What's the point of wanting to own her... What's the point of having Xiao Xiao Chan!"
"I want to hold it in my hand forever. That's just what I want."
Lu Xiaochan suddenly wanted to have a chest-breaking stone performance... He didn't know how to explain this problem to Shu Wuxi.
Forget it, forget it. In the beginning, he was the one who inexplicably talked about the topic from hair to little cicada.
"...Anyway...thank you for your appreciation of Xiao Xiao Chan..."
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi's response soothed Lu Xiaochan's mind.