Chapter 50: Care

The door of the room, which had been vacant for over a month, creaked open. Guan Yue walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and the sunlight streamed in, causing her to squint unconsciously. If it weren't for the strong wind that shattered everyone's fantasy of warmth, who wouldn't think that spring had arrived in Beijing just by looking at the bright sunshine?

In fact, spring is still late. Looking at the empty room, Guan Yue sighed.

Two weeks ago, the news of the earthquake in Japan scared Guan Yue, who was half-heartedly browsing Weibo. She quickly got up from the bed and called Le.

"I'm fine, we're all fine, don't worry. Yuzuru said he had the team issue a notice about his safety, didn't you see it?"

How could she have the time to look up the news about Yuzuru Hanyu's announcement? She immediately jumped up and called. Fortunately, Le's voice on the phone didn't sound like she was lying, so Guan Yue finally felt relieved and didn't bother with the details.

"It just so happens that I have something to tell you. I was planning to contact you one of these two days." Le's tone sounded a little regretful, which made Guan Yue nervous. "I probably won't be going back to Beijing. Can you see if I need to deal with the house? Don't worry, I'll pay the rent until it's done."

She'd been mentally prepared for this news, but it still made her sad. She paused for a moment before reacting, clearing her throat and replying, "I'm not worried. What are you thinking? And what you said is perfect. Fang Li recently changed jobs closer to here, and he's been saying he wants to find an apartment nearby. Why not just transfer it to him? I'll quote you a higher rent so he can pay the bill."

That's what she said, but after hanging up the phone that day, Guan Yue still lay in Fang Li's arms and cried for a long time.

Now, looking at this empty room, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. She sniffed and rubbed her face before setting her phone on the table and making a video call.

"Hello, Lele~" Guan Yue waved at the video. In the video, Lele, wearing home clothes, also smiled and greeted her. However, a baby in pajamas with messy hair floated past behind her, which made Guan Yue couldn't help but tease, "Are you still living in Haniu? Is your hand still not healed?"

Reminded by Guan Yue's series of questions, Le turned around and scolded Yuzuru Hanyu, who was standing nearby drinking water, "I'm on the video. Why are you wandering around? You're even in the camera!"

"Didn't you confirm the things in the room with Guan Yue-san via video? Guan Yue-san is not someone else." Yuzuru Hanyu shrugged.

"What are you two discussing? I can't understand a thing you're talking about."

Guan Yue's complaint not only attracted Le's attention, but also attracted a fox with eyes curved with laughter.

Yuzuru Hanyu tilted his head, leaning in close to the camera, revealing only half of it. His furry head pressed against Le, trying to squeeze in more screen space. He waved and said "hello" to Guan Yue in broken Chinese. As soon as he finished speaking, Le pushed his forehead out of the frame again.

"Guan Yue, don't worry about him. Let's get down to business~"

"Yeah, let's get down to business. You haven't answered me yet~" Guan Yue would not be interrupted by her like this. She winked mischievously.

"Your hand isn't healed yet? It's been two weeks~"

When Guan Yue first learned that her hand was injured, she was terribly worried. She spent the time it took to take a shower thinking about the countless inconveniences, so she used the translator to send a WeChat message to Yuzuru Hanyu for the first time.

[The Moon Can't Be Confined: Hanyu, if Lele's hand is injured, it will be very inconvenient. I wonder if she can take care of herself while living with her grandparents. Do you have any suggestions?]

As soon as the message was sent, Guan Yue felt that it was inappropriate and wanted to withdraw it, but Yuzuru Hanyu's message had already come back.

YZ: Thank you for your concern, Guan Yue-san. Don't worry, I've already brought Le to my side and I'll take good care of her. Don't worry! (*^-^*)

It's been two weeks since the last news, and she's still living here. I think it's not just because of her hand injury. Guan Yue wanted to tease her and see if she was shy. Unexpectedly, Le raised her hand seriously, looked at it, and explained seriously.

"My hand has indeed gotten much better, but after the earthquake some rooms in my grandfather's house had some problems and need repairs, so my room is temporarily uninhabitable. So I continue to live here. They said it will be repaired next week."

This explanation sounded far too serious, not even remotely humorous. Guan Yue curled her lips, rolled up her sleeves, and got down to business. She opened every small cabinet and drawer in Le's room, pulling out the items inside and holding them up to the camera to confirm whether Le needed them.

Le's room was simply furnished, not filled with many things. She had taken many things with her on her trip back to Japan, leaving behind only a few books and odds and ends. Guan Yue shoved everything she had in front of the camera, then sat on the floor, imitating a beauty blogger, shielding her face with her hands as she showed Le the items one by one.

"Look, do you still want this?" She held up a book and shook it in front of the camera.

Le didn't see clearly, and although he knew it was useless to get closer, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and get closer to the camera.

"I didn't see it clearly. Bring it here and have a look."

"That's it...eh? Le, what's that on your forehead?" Guan Yue's attention was immediately drawn to Le's forehead, which was leaning in. Her bangs were lifted, revealing many white spots on her forehead. If she hadn't suddenly leaned in, she really wouldn't have noticed it in front of the camera.

"Ah? You mean this..." Le raised his hand to touch it, but after thinking for a moment, he put it down. "I've had some closed comedones on my forehead lately. I have a job interview next week, and this is really unsightly. I'll just apply some medicine as a first aid."

"Wow, you have such good skin but you also have closed comedones!"

This gloating was truly frustrating. Le raised his eyes and glared at the silent instigator. But he was so engrossed in stretching that he didn't even notice.

The closed comedones didn't just appear overnight, but were developed over the past two weeks. As for the reason, it's a bit ridiculous.

On her first night living with Yuzuru Hanyu, Le was in the bathroom, staring at the showerhead in worry. Her left hand was injured, so washing her face and brushing her teeth was manageable with her right, but washing her hair was a real headache. She leaned in front of the mirror, carefully examining her hair, but couldn't convince herself to endure it for another day.

"I'm coming in~" Yuzuru Hanyu knocked symbolically outside the bathroom door. "Is it inconvenient to wash your hair? Leave it to me~"

He brought in a cushion and placed it on the non-slip mat beside the tub, then had Le sit down with her back to the tub. He tilted her head back, her long hair draped over the edge of the tub. Hanyu used his fingertips to smooth her hair along her forehead, his fingers especially gentle as they touched the bumps she had bruised, and he carefully rinsed her with the showerhead.

At first, everything went smoothly, even though some water dripped down her ears and neck into her clothes. Le quietly opened her eyes, and Hanyu Yuzuru's serious expression made it difficult for her to complain about her increasingly soaked shirt. But the shampoo foam was another matter!

"Eyes! There's foam in my eyes." She was about to rub them, but Yuzuru Hanyu immediately stopped her.

"Don't move, don't move, let me wipe you." He put down the shower head in his hand and reached for the towel hanging beside him.

The shower head, which hadn't been turned off, didn't stay upside down due to the water pressure, but instead mischievously spun around. The water column suddenly became uncontrollable and splashed all over Le.

"Oops! I'm sorry!" Yuzuru Hanyu quickly turned around to control the shower and turned off the faucet. But in his haste, he threw the towel directly into Le's face. She helplessly wiped the foam off her face herself amid his continuous apologies.

Rinsing the foam was a hasty process, with no regard for the water temperature, and the conditioner was hastily applied and rinsed away. By the end of the whole process, both of us were soaked.

This embarrassing experience continued until Le's hands were allowed to get wet, which was three days ago.

"ah!!!"

Yuzuru Hanyu rushed in quickly at Le's shout in the bathroom, but she was fine and was just carefully checking her forehead in the mirror.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He leaned forward to check with her, "Oh, why do I seem to have a lot of bumps? Is it an allergy?"

"What allergy?! This is closed comedones! It must be because you never rinse my conditioner and shampoo thoroughly!"

"Huh?? Is it still like this? But I'm fine even when I wash my hair myself." He lifted his bangs and looked carefully in the mirror. Then he turned back and leaned in front of Le, "Look, I'm fine."

The innocent look on his face as he lifted his forehead made Le angry now when he thought about it.

After finishing packing up with Guan Yue, she quietly sidled up behind Yuzuru Hanyu, who was stretching. He was wearing headphones, his legs open, completely unaware of Yu's approach. He occasionally bobbed his head to the beat of the music, sang a few lines along, and then stretched his muscles to the rhythm.

Le squatted behind him, stretched out his sinful hands, and pressed hard on his waist.

But her prank didn't have much effect, except for giving him a slight scare. Yuzuru Hanyu, who was extremely flexible, lay on the ground with a natural expression.

"You finished your video? What are you doing? Do you want to stretch together?"

"Who wants to stretch with you?" Le felt bored, pouted, and loosened his grip. "I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's interview. I won't pay attention to you anymore."

After she said that, she started packing her luggage.

Still sprawled on his yoga mat, Hanyu slowly pulled himself up and rubbed his hamstrings with a grimace. As the sudden pain of being stretched out gradually eased, he reached for his iPod and pressed play.