Chapter 348 - 189: Li Zhi, What on Earth Is in That Head of Yours (Part 2)
A single word popped into Li Zhi’s head.
’He... He didn’t pass out, did he?’
After hesitating for a second, Li Zhi bent her finger and knocked lightly on the door.
The knock wasn’t loud, but it triggered an unexpected commotion on the other side of the door.
"Who... Who is it?"
The voice was a mixture of obvious fright and a faint, heavy gasp. It was so rushed that it sounded as if the words had been squeezed out of a suddenly constricted throat.
Shen Yuan stared at the bathroom door, and then he heard Li Zhi’s voice from the other side.
"Hey, are you, are you okay?"
Li Zhi’s voice, filled with obvious nervousness and worry, seemed to come right through the crack in the door.
"If, if you’re really... really not doing okay, um, I... I brought your phone. You... you can find some... material on it yourself?"
The moment he heard Li Zhi say this, Shen Yuan’s breath hitched.
Recalling the image of himself fleeing in a panic, a powerful wave of mortification surged through him, rushing straight to the crown of his head.
’Great. Now Li Zhi knows what’s going on with me.’
’She’s definitely going to think I’m a pervert now.’
’Stupid hands! Why did I even think about touching her foot!’
However, Shen Yuan’s hesitation lasted only a moment before he quickly made a decision.
Finally, under Li Zhi’s nervous gaze, the bathroom door slowly opened, just a tiny crack.
The gap was only a finger’s width, just enough to pass the phone through.
"...P-pass it in."
Shen Yuan’s voice trembled, filled with an embarrassment he couldn’t hide.
Li Zhi quickly slipped the phone through the crack.
After grabbing the phone, Shen Yuan quickly shut the door.
With a soft CLICK, the door snapped shut as if it had never opened, leaving Li Zhi standing stunned outside, her cheeks still burning.
The girl clutched her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
On the other side of the door.
Shen Yuan leaned against the cold surface of the door, his fingers trembling slightly from extreme embarrassment and the lingering heat.
Soon enough, however, Shen Yuan quickly opened his phone and found something.
Ain’t this awesome, bros?
Does anyone get Sister Yu?
After a full day of farm work, Sister Yu sits on the heated brick bed, pulls off her socks, and reveals her size 45 sweaty feet. The sunlight streams through the window, and you can clearly see the sweat rapidly evaporating from them.
That’s when you imagine her old feet are a humidifier, lean your nose in close, and take a big whiff. So damn awesome.
Shen Yuan stared at the size 45 feet on his phone, and in an instant, everything else in his mind vanished.
The desire that even cold water couldn’t extinguish moments ago vanished at an unbelievable speed the second his eyes landed on the image on his phone.
"Thank you, internet... Thank you, this vibrant and diverse world... Thank you, LGBTQ..."
Shen Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.
With that, he glanced at his soaked reflection in the mirror.
Droplets of water he hadn’t fully dried dripped from the ends of his hair, and the dark, damp patch on his collar had yet to dry.
The sticky feeling made him frown, so he rummaged through the wall cabinet next to the sink and pulled out a hairdryer.
The hot air roared as the current tumbled through his hair, roughly blasting away the moisture.
His hair gradually became fluffy and dry in the warm air, and the flushed, miserable face in the mirror also finally lost some of its feverish heat.
Shen Yuan carelessly tousled his bangs. It felt as if his soggy shame was evaporating along with the steam, disappearing into the air.
The sound of the hairdryer stopped, and the small space returned to silence.
Shen Yuan took a deep breath, pulled the door open, and walked out of the bathroom.
Li Zhi was now sitting primly in the chair again, her feet obediently curled up inside her fuzzy slippers, completely hidden. She didn’t dare expose even a sliver of skin.
Seeing Li Zhi’s proper posture, Shen Yuan instinctively averted his gaze.
Li Zhi did the same, not daring to look at Shen Yuan at all.
The air in the room seemed to have solidified into some kind of thick, awkward gel.
Shen Yuan noticed Li Zhi’s reaction and slowly strolled over to the wardrobe. Then, as if deliberately offering an explanation, he said with forced composure,
"I, uh, just washed my hair. My shirt got a little wet, so I’m changing."
Hearing Shen Yuan’s words, Li Zhi hummed softly in response.
Just as Shen Yuan was taking out a shirt, Li Zhi’s voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Um... Aren’t you going to take a shower?"
Shen Yuan’s hand paused on the shirt. He turned to look at Li Zhi in confusion.
"Why... Why would I take a shower?"
Li Zhi blinked, her face full of confusion. "Huh? You... you don’t need to shower? Isn’t it... dirty?"
Shen Yuan froze, immediately realizing his childhood sweetheart had gotten the wrong idea.
At this thought, Shen Yuan slapped his forehead.
"Li Zhi, what in the world is going on in that little head of yours...?"
Shen Yuan put a hand to his forehead and sighed heavily, his voice laced with a sense of helpless resignation.
"I didn’t even do anything perverted!"
After he spoke, Shen Yuan saw Li Zhi blinking her big eyes at him, her gaze seeming to say, "It’s okay, I understand."
He felt like he was about to be crushed by this silent "understanding."
Shen Yuan took a deep breath as if he’d made a momentous decision, then shoved his phone screen right in front of Li Zhi’s face.
"Here! See for yourself!!!" Shen Yuan’s voice rose again, and the blush that had just faded from his cheeks threatened to return, driven more by a desperate need to clear his name.
"This damn thing..."
Startled by Shen Yuan’s actions, Li Zhi instinctively glanced at the screen.
When the "size 45 big feet" image that filled the entire screen suddenly met her eyes, Li Zhi completely froze, petrified.
It was as if Li Zhi’s brain crashed for a few seconds.
Everyone was an internet surfer these days; of course Li Zhi knew what this thing was.