0023 Wash
The water flowed over her slender, narrow hands, turning them a pale red.
"Are you injured?" Cheng Yanchu's expression turned cold.
"Showing off always comes at a price." Song Ning squeezed out some hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands vigorously.
The hand sanitizer seeped into the small cut inside my index finger, and it stung painfully.
Song Ning used to practice with a butterfly knife, not a fruit knife. Although she was as careful as possible, she still got a small cut. Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep and didn't bleed. Otherwise, she would have been much more embarrassed.
"Do you really have to make it like this?" Cheng Yanchu leaned against the arched door frame next to the sink, arms crossed.
Song Ning carefully washed her hands a second time: "You know, I don't like people touching me casually."
“You can let me help you,” Cheng Yanchu said lazily.
"There's no need." Song Ning didn't even spare her entire arm, and the more she rubbed, the more disgusted she felt.
No, I still need to take another shower.
"Stop washing, your hands are going to get raw from washing them." Cheng Yanchu's eyes darkened, as if she was remembering something unpleasant.
"If you don't like it, leave. Nobody's making you stay here." Song Ning rinsed the soap off her hands, glanced indifferently at Cheng Yanchu, and then lowered her head to wash her face.
Her hair fell loose and into the sink. Song Ning found it in the way, so she picked out a strand of hair and used it as a hair tie to tie the rest of her hair at the back of her head.
Cheng Yanchu had seen Song Ning do this before, but every time he saw Song Ning do it, his palms would itch. He chuckled and said, "Why are you so extreme in everything you do? When you said you would study, you studied almost non-stop. When you said you would not cause trouble, you never did anything that violated school rules. And when you like someone, you can't live without him?"
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" Song Ning splashed some water and rubbed her eyes hard.
Cheng Yanchu stood up straight: "Let's go, I'll take you to take a bath."
After washing her face again, Song Ning finally looked up and roughly grabbed two tissues from the side to wipe her eyes.
She wasn't wearing makeup today, and the person in the mirror had red eyes, looking rather pitiful and touching. Song Ning turned her head and said coldly, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I just told you not to wash, but you didn't listen."
Song Ning was speechless. She could tell from Cheng Yanchu's expression that he was doing it on purpose, and he didn't intend to hide it.
"Were you scared today? Otherwise, why are you behaving so well?" Cheng Yanchu teased.
"Maybe you were not wearing makeup, which gave you the wrong impression."
Song Ning told Chen Yue today that it wasn't worth ruining herself for a woman, but she was also telling herself. She didn't want to really ruin herself for such an idiot.
But if he doesn't listen to her advice, she won't hold back.
Song Ning wiped Cheng Yanchu's face, and seeing that he didn't move, she turned back and said, "Are you coming or not? Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm not going to that room, it was disgusting."
Although the villa was large, many of the rooms with private bathrooms were occupied. Song Ning was not familiar with the other people and it was impossible for her to ask them to use the bathroom. Moreover, the public bathrooms did not have shower facilities. If she did not really want to take a shower, Song Ning would not have gone into the room with Cheng Yanchu.
Inside the room, Jiang Jin and two other men and a woman were playing mahjong. From their interactions that afternoon, Song Ning knew that they were all from the External Relations Department.
When Cheng Yanchu brought Song Ning in, everyone else was somewhat surprised.
Jiang Jin quickly recovered and joked, "Oh no, there's a traitor in the secret base."
"The door wasn't even closed, what secret base could it be?" someone chimed in.
"East Wind." Another player threw down their cards, exuding the aura of a "Hu" (winning hand). "Qingqing, it's your turn, do you want to?"
Xu Qing withdrew her gaze from Song Ning and looked down at the cards: "Of course I want it, pong, why are you holding onto an East Wind so tightly?"
"I knew someone would want it!" the boy said, annoyed.
Seeing that the others had started playing mahjong again, Song Ning walked straight towards the bathroom.
Cheng Yanchu sat down in a chair: "Can't you be a little more polite and say hello first?"
"I'm just here to take a shower, I'll leave as soon as I'm done, you can just pretend I'm invisible." Song Ning couldn't wait to go into the bathroom, lock the door and start showering.
The sound of cards being played outside started again, but the soundproofing in such a large villa was really bad; even with the loud water noise, the conversation outside could still be faintly heard.
"So that's why you stopped playing. Turns out you went to see Jiaren. Are you two really not together? Why did she take a shower as soon as she came in?" the boy asked.
"She just finished swimming and, being a bit of a germaphobe, insisted on taking a shower, so I brought her along. After all, we're high school classmates, so we should look out for each other." Cheng Yanchu seemed sleepy, her voice unsteady.
"Haha, you're just kidding. There are so many rooms, why did you have to bring us here? Wouldn't it be better to find an empty room? Maybe you could even spark a romance."
"It can't be wiped off; if it could be wiped off, it would have been wiped off long ago."
"The person is still here, can you two tone it down a bit? Hey, Qingqing, you didn't touch the cards," Jiang Jin said.
"Damn it, young master! What are you thinking about? You even forgot to touch the cards."
Song Ning wanted to laugh; clearly, the person who spoke wasn't as well-informed as Lin Qianqian.
"Let me see. There are missing cards," came Cheng Yanchu's voice. "I'll sit next to you and help you play next round."
"Okay," Xu Qing replied.
They played several more rounds, and according to the results, Xu Qing seemed to have doubled her score twice, which caused the others to complain, especially the person who took the opportunity to double Xu Qing's score during the game "Xiao Xiang Husband of Xu Qing's Boss," who seemed to have lost badly.
Song Ning quickly tidied herself up, put on her clothes, and because she hadn't used the towel in the bathroom, her wet hair was tied up behind her head, and water droplets still clung to her body. Her already fair skin was now even more radiant from the long shower.
"Thanks, I'll be going now." Song Ning was in a good mood because she had taken a refreshing shower, and she spoke with extra politeness and courtesy.
"Isn't there a hairdryer in the bathroom?" Just as one round was over, Jiang Jin got up and rummaged through the bathroom, asking with concern in the tone of a senior.
"It's okay, there's one downstairs, I'll go there and blow it. I can't disturb your secret base," Song Ning said playfully.
"Haha, that was just a joke."
"I was just kidding, you guys have fun."
Jiang Jin took the towel, then remembered what Cheng Yanchu had said earlier, and put the towel back. "Okay, then remember to dry your hair, don't catch a cold."
Is this what they mean by "your appearance reflects your heart"? How come they even have similar personalities?
"Minister, come here quickly, it's your turn to throw."
Upon hearing someone call out to Jiang Jin, Song Ning nodded to Jiang Jin in gratitude and then left.
There were dozens of messages from Lin Qianqian on his phone.
[Why haven't they come back yet? (Confused.jpg)]
[I'm in the movie theater. Come find me after you've finished your smoke. Cute.jpg]
The voice call was not connected.
[Where are the people?.jpg]
[I've almost finished watching the movie, yawning.jpg.]
[Where are you hiding? I can't find you! Hide and seek.jpg]
...
Dozens of messages like this were sent, half of them emojis, and Song Ning replied with an emoji.
[Taking a bath.jpg]
After Song Ning replied to the message, Lin Qianqian immediately called back: "If you don't reply to me soon, I'm going to call the police."
"I just finished showering and I'm in the restroom next to the arcade now." Song Ning placed her phone on the sink and plugged in the hairdryer.
"Then I'll come find you. Don't move from there."
"Okay, I'll hang up now and go blow-dry my hair."
Song Ning hadn't been drying her hair for long when Lin Qianqian appeared, her speed astonishing.
Lin Qianqian looked at Song Ning with a hint of resentment in her expression and muttered something.
Song Ning was drying her hair and didn't hear clearly. She turned off the hairdryer and asked, "What?"
Lin Qianqian seemed to have lost her temper and raised her voice: "I said, you said you would come to see me, I've been soaking in the bath and your skin is all wrinkled and you still haven't come."
Song Ning's eyes swept over Lin Qianqian. Compared to her, Lin Qianqian was the one with wrinkled skin.
"It's definitely not wrinkled anymore, I've already watched more than one movie about it," Lin Qianqian muttered.
"I was so comfortable in the shower that I didn't want to come out. But I came to you as soon as I finished."
Song Ning doesn't usually say things like "I was wrong" or "I'm sorry" to people, especially when she doesn't have a purpose. The fact that she's saying this now is already her way of seeking reconciliation.
Lin Qianqian seemed to appreciate the last sentence. Even though she knew Song Ning was lying to her, she didn't pursue the matter further. "Alright, you can blow-dry your hair first. I'll sit here and wait for you."
Song Ning saw Lin Qianqian sitting to the side keeping an eye on him, and felt like she was being watched by a Chow Chow, which she found rather cute.
After she finished drying her hair and was running her fingers through it, Lin Qianqian immediately leaned closer and said mysteriously, "When I was looking for you just now, I saw Chen Yue. He came out of a room looking listless, like he had suffered some setback. Something must have happened. Ugh, it's really upsetting. If I hadn't been looking for you, I might have been able to find out something."
"Ask me, I know." Song Ning slowly untangled the knotted ends of her hair.
Lin Qianqian's pupils dilated, and she pricked up her ears with a gossipy air: "?"
“He wanted to pursue me, but I didn’t agree,” Song Ning said casually.
"I knew it! He must have feelings for you. Luckily you didn't agree. I later asked a senior student, and she said that he not only likes to date freshmen, but also likes to brag in the dorm. Even the people in his dorm don't really like him." Lin Qianqian said indignantly, seemingly more excited than the person involved.
"I'm going to find a place to sleep. You're not coming with me, are you?" Song Ning put away her phone.
“We’re both girls, what’s the problem? I know a place where we can sleep, come with me.”
Lin Qianqian waved her hand, signaling Song Ning to follow. Song Ning hesitated for a moment, but still followed.
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