Just as he was wondering about it, he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom next to the bedroom.
The sound of "splashing water" didn't stop for a while. Jiang Cheng assumed that Zhao Xuerou was washing up, so he didn't think much of it and lay down on the bed.
But the moment he closed his eyes and before his thoughts had even stopped churning, Zhao Xuerou walked in from the doorway. Jiang Cheng could clearly hear that her footsteps were unsteady, as if she were carrying something heavy...
The moment he looked up, he met Zhao Xuerou squatting by his bedside, her eyes filled with sorrow as she lay at about the same height as him.
After she put down the foot bath, she suddenly noticed Jiang Cheng's gaze, so she quickly lowered her head and backed away, curling her body up as much as possible.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing her clearly defensive posture, Jiang Cheng frowned and asked, "Why are you so afraid?"
"No!"
Zhao Xuerou still rejected Jiang Cheng's words outright, and reached out to grab his ankle. Although her movements were a bit large because she was in a hurry, the strength in her hand was still very gentle: "I'll wash your feet."
The smoothness of this series of events made Jiang Cheng realize that Zhao Xuerou washing his feet was not a one-off thing, but perhaps a daily occurrence.
"Need not!"
But when Jiang Cheng heard that Zhao Xuerou was going to do something so intimate with him, he immediately lost his composure. He was indeed worried that such unusual behavior might cause the Dream Dimension to collapse, so he simply channeled his emotions into anger, tilting his head back and shouting, "Let go, I can do it myself."
"sorry!"
Although she didn't know what she had done wrong, Zhao Xuerou's first reaction was to lower her head and admit her mistake, and she quickly squatted down in a more distant corner: "I, I tried it, the water temperature is just right. If you feel cold, I will go and change the pot."
"I said, no need."
Jiang Cheng frowned again and made an excuse, saying, "You... I have a headache, go and get me some medicine."
"good!"
As if she had received a pardon, Zhao Xuerou breathed a sigh of relief and got up to run away.
To avoid the awkward situation of Zhao Xuerou coming back and taking his foot-washing time, Jiang Cheng hurriedly put his feet into the foot bath. When he heard Zhao Xuerou's footsteps returning, even though the hot water made him feel very comfortable and relieved his headache to some extent, Jiang Cheng still endured the severe headache and took his feet out of the hot water.
At the same time, Zhao Xuerou walked in carrying a tray with a few pills and a glass of warm water on it.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng's feet had left the water, she quickly bent down and knelt on one knee on the smooth ground, placing his feet very comfortably on her thigh. Even though the two were already in very intimate skin-to-skin contact, Jiang Cheng still didn't feel any flow of desire between them; instead, only an awkwardness and unfamiliarity slowly emerged.
Could it be...?
Did he misunderstand their relationship?
No, that's impossible.
Jiang Cheng quickly dismissed his thoughts.
They're already lying in the same bed, what other relationship could they possibly have?
He wouldn't be that kind of person, would he?
Zhao Xuerou, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't care at all about the wet feeling on his legs. Instead, she smoothly took a towel that had been prepared beforehand and gently covered his feet.
As she gently wiped him, Jiang Cheng relaxed and leaned back a little.
I must say, it was very comfortable.
However, the strange feeling in his mind still made Jiang Cheng open his eyes again.
He took the opportunity to sit back slightly and moved his feet off Zhao Xuerou's thighs.
Zhao Xuerou's hand paused in mid-air, but she didn't look up or ask any questions. She simply draped the towel casually over her fair forearm and carried the foot basin back into the bathroom.
"Splash—"
The sound of water this time was like the thoughts pouring out of Jiang Cheng's heart.
But instead of making him feel better, it made him feel even more blocked and uncomfortable.
What exactly happened...?
Zhao Xuerou tidied up the room meticulously, even repeatedly mopping the floor tiles near the bedroom door where water might splash, until the tiles reflected a faint luster in the moonlight. Only then did she stop, her breathing slightly heavy, and return to Jiang Cheng's side.
She seemed worried that her breathing would disturb Jiang Cheng, who had already closed his eyes, so she hesitated to sit down and tried her best to regulate her breathing frequency in the quietest possible way.
Only after everything had calmed down did Zhao Xuerou cautiously speak again: "I...can I turn off the light? I have to go to work tomorrow, and I want to get some rest."
"Um."
Although he didn't understand why Zhao Xuerou needed his consent for even such a basic thing, Jiang Cheng could only keep everything to himself and find out more about it after he woke up the next day.
He simply lay flat on the bed, pretending that it was all normal.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was so easy to talk to today, Zhao Xuerou quickly breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense back relaxed, and the curve of her shoulder blades looked better.
She hurriedly ran to the switch and pressed the light control button.
"Smack!"
The bedroom fell dark again.
Neither of them seemed to have the habit of drawing the curtains. So after Zhao Xuerou turned off the main light in the bedroom, the dim moonlight suddenly became more noticeable, and sparse starlight twinkled in the inky night sky.
As the woman beside him slowly fell asleep, Jiang Cheng felt awkward again, but he didn't want to show his rejection of Zhao Xuerou too obviously, so he could only turn his body slightly to the opposite side.
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