yournovel Chapter 125 Being considerate is also a sin
Chapter 125 Being considerate is also a sin
Chapter 125 Being considerate is also a sin
The layout of this house is terrible. In order to make the design easier and save space, the bathroom door is located in the kitchen.
After preparing hot water in the bathroom, Yu Huan, with a dry towel draped over her shoulder, carried the bucket out to the living room.
The water in the bucket rippled, and a strong, slightly pungent fragrance wafted through the air, filling the entire living room.
Lin Yourong sat upright on the sofa, holding her phone. When she smelled the scent, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose slightly.
Looking at Yu Huan as she slowly strolled along, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Why do I smell mugwort?"
"Oh, my mom brought it over. She said I should soak my feet often to get rid of dampness." Yu Huan placed the bucket of water next to Lin Yourong's feet, then took a dry towel and placed it on the coffee table, saying with a smile, "For someone like you who's been through a bloody disaster, this is even more beneficial!"
Lin Yourong was slightly taken aback.
After Yu Huan finished speaking, she turned around and went to the door, squatted down and picked up a pair of slippers.
Lin Yourong felt as if she were surrounded by gentle tenderness, and she felt a strange sense of happiness.
All her hesitation and worries vanished, and she bent down to untie the laces of her sneakers.
When Yu Huan turned around, he saw her taking off the last white cotton sock, revealing a pair of slender feet stepping on the edge of the tub.
Her arches curved gracefully, her toes were long and slender, slightly upturned, and her skin was fair with a faint pink tinge, as delicate as flawless porcelain.
"Why are you staring at my feet!" Lin Yourong suddenly bent down, reaching out to cover her feet, her tone tinged with embarrassment and annoyance.
Yu Huan suddenly came to her senses.
He bent down slightly and gently tossed the slippers next to Lin Yourong.
He scratched his head, trying to defuse the awkwardness with a compliment: "First of all, I'm not a foot fetishist, but your foot shape is truly perfect. Any more or less would be too big, you know that?"
But Lin Yourong heard these words and they took on a different meaning.
"I don't know!" Lin Yourong said firmly, her face flushed red. "What's so interesting about feet!"
"Uh."
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, then sat down beside her.
Lin Yourong hurriedly moved three inches to the side, blurting out, "I don't believe you! You even took my socks last time! I wonder where they are..."
His voice trailed off.
It didn't cause any damage to Yu Huan, but it ended up hurting itself instead.
She turned her head to the side, her face flushed as if it were about to drip from her chin.
"Lin Yourong, you still say you didn't misunderstand!" Yu Huan said seriously, pretending to be the thief crying "Stop thief!" "I just wanted to see what your socks were made of, since they were so thin yet warm!"
Although these words sounded more like sophistry to Lin Yourong, her head drooped even lower.
After all, she had given him the socks on a whim.
The more she argued, the more it made her seem like she had ulterior motives.
"Soak your feet first, don't let the water get cold." Yu Huan patted the fisherman's hat on her head and said firmly, "I promise I won't look around!"
Say it.
He bent down, reached for the laptop on the coffee table, unplugged the charger, and picked it up.
I placed the laptop on my lap and leaned back on the sofa.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong tried to lift her feet and carefully tested the water temperature. It was slightly hot, but not burning when she stepped in the water.
When your feet are immersed in the slightly hot water, you first feel a tingling sensation, and then a warm current quickly spreads from the soles of your feet to your whole body, as if gradually eliminating the fatigue and tension of the whole day.
The fragrance of mugwort rises slowly with the rising steam, lingering around the tip of the nose.
She thought about it over and over again, and felt that something seemed off about her, that she was being a bit too dramatic. She weakly nudged Yu Huan's thigh.
"sorry……"
"Hmph!" Yu Huan waved his hand, glancing at her rosy oval face under the brim of her hat: "What are you apologizing for?"
Lin Yourong twitched her toes slightly, causing the water to ripple gently, patting her calves and bringing a tingling sensation.
"I... I'm just a little embarrassed..." she said softly, her voice almost drowned out by the sound of water rippling in the bucket.
Yu Huan straightened the notebook on her lap, coughed, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You're not some self-taught dating guru like me. It's normal to be shy if you've never been in a relationship!"
"The Grandmaster of Romance?"
Lin Yourong pondered his strange words for a moment, then immediately raised her delicate hand and patted his shoulder.
Before she could speak, Yu Huan hurriedly and awkwardly emphasized, "Self-taught, self-taught!"
"Hmph!" Lin Yourong said coquettishly, lifting her feet slightly and gently wading through the water.
Amidst the splashing water, she said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You're so good at charming girls, I don't believe you're a natural!"
"So being considerate is a sin?" Yu Huan couldn't help but scratch her head, feeling both amused and exasperated. "But I've only ever been considerate to you in my life. I've never even brought my mother water to wash her feet."
Hearing this, her lips moved slightly, but she said nothing; her heart was filled with emotion and warmth.
After a while, I caught a glimpse of Yu Huan looking down at the keyboard.
Lin Yourong felt the water temperature was just right. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke in a voice barely above a whisper, "Would you like to soak in mugwort water together?"
"what?"
Yu Huan felt like she was hallucinating, so she quickly looked up at Lin Yourong.
But then she blushed and raised her voice, emphasizing, "Do you want it or not?"
Is it true?
This girl actually invited him to soak his feet in the same tub?
Yu Huan was about to respond.
Suddenly, the lights went out, plunging the surroundings into darkness. The only light source came from the laptop on Yu Huan's lap, emitting a soft glow that illuminated his face and outlined his blurry features.
Lin Yourong was initially terrified, but in the darkness, she tilted her head to look at the familiar silhouette and immediately felt much more at ease.
She thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "It seems like there's a power outage?"
"Yes." Yu Huan's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the darkness.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Was this some kind of stunt he was being pulled at at such a crucial moment?
My mind raced, and I quickly thought it over.
Using the dim light from his laptop screen, he fumbled for his phone on the coffee table. After turning on the flash, he stood up and slowly walked towards the window.
Looking down from above, apart from the streetlights still on, the courtyard was completely dark: "It seems that it's not just a problem of one building tripping the circuit breaker, but a power outage in several buildings."
Lin Yourong also turned on her phone's flashlight and shone it on Yu Huan. She bit her lip slightly, looking somewhat worried: "What should we do then?"
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan said, "I'll go downstairs and buy a candle first. The phone battery drains quickly with the flash on, but it should be back on soon."
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the door.
Lin Yourong raised her phone, and the flash followed his back.
Seeing him open the door and about to step out, she hurriedly said, "Then, then come back quickly!"
Yu Huan turned around and smiled at her: "Of course, I want to soak my feet with you!"
The door creaked shut.
The hallway was pitch black.
Holding her phone in one hand and gripping the stair railing with the other, Yu Huan descended the stairs step by step, guided only by the faint flashlight.
After a short while, he went downstairs, quickened his pace, and hurried across the courtyard to the street.
A cool night breeze swept over him, and he quickly walked toward a small supermarket on the side of the street.
The supermarket was also without power.
The streetlights were bright, their light filtering through the glass windows and illuminating the shelves and aisles inside the store. Even though it was barely possible to see inside, two candles were still ostentatiously lit behind the cash register.
The flickering firelight illuminated the ripples around the female boss's eyes.
The woman, who looked to be around thirty, smiled broadly as Yu Huan strode in: "Handsome, why haven't I seen you buying instant noodles late at night lately?"
Yu Huan walked to the counter and stood there, saying somewhat hurriedly, "My shift has been changed to daytime, sister, give me two candles!"
"Candles? They've been sold out for the past few days!"
"Huh?" Yu Huan's eyes widened in surprise.
"Didn't they say the world was going to end this afternoon? Salt, and especially candles, have all been sold out."
Yu Huan stared at the leaping flames before her, speechless.
The female shopkeeper suddenly leaned forward, blew out one of the candles, and pointed, saying, "But I have two more here. If you want one, take it."
"Thank you!" Yu Huan said gratefully immediately. "How much does it cost?"
The female shop owner waved her hand and said, "I'm a regular customer. It's just a candle. Take it and use it."
"One yard owned by a yard!"
Seeing Yu Huan pull out her wallet without a second thought and stubbornly insist on paying, they noticed that Yu Huan was paying.
Seeing his bluntness, the female shop owner could only helplessly say, "The wax is one yuan."
"Okay." Yu Huan took out a bill and handed it to her, picked up the white candle with only a pointed tip on the table, and left quickly, saying, "Thank you, sister."
Watching his hurried departure, the female boss smiled.
After leaving the small supermarket, Yu Huan hurried along, taking two steps at a time, and quickly entered the building. He turned on his phone's flashlight to illuminate the way ahead and rushed straight to the fourth floor.
I went straight up to the fourth-floor stairwell.
He took out his key, turned it gently, and the door opened with a click.
He quickly pushed open the door, and a flash of light pierced inside.
Lin Yourong was sitting cross-legged on the wooden sofa, her posture elegant, and her feet were vaguely visible, still wearing white cotton socks.
She waved to him, beaming, "You're here!"
Uh.
Yu Huan rubbed her forehead with the hand holding the white wax.
Enter the living room and close the door behind you.
He walked to her side and smiled somewhat helplessly: "Didn't we agree to soak our feet together?"
Lin Yourong said with a smile, "I'm done soaking! Hurry up, or the mugwort water will get cold."
"Oh."
Yu Huan nodded, turned and walked to the TV cabinet, gently pulled open a drawer and began rummaging through it. In the corner of the drawer, he quickly found the lighter he used to light mosquito coils in the summer.
After lighting the candle.
I went back to the coffee table, dripped a few drops of wax onto it, then pressed the bottom of the candle into the wax, and rotated it slightly to make sure the candle stood firmly.
Seeing that Yu Huan had lit the candles, Lin Yourong put her legs down and put on her slippers.
She raised her hand and patted her side, signaling him to come over quickly: "Come and soak in mugwort water first, don't be mad at me, I'll take off your shoes!"
I'll try updating 6k words a day. If I can maintain quality and quantity, I'll see if I can go up to 7k.
(End of this chapter)