Clearly, there was just one more person at home, but Rong Xu felt his heart brimming.
“… When you take a shower, turn this on for hot water. The towels are new, all placed in the cabinet,” Rong Xu slightly tilted his body, pointing to the things in the cabinet one by one, afraid of missing anything, “There shouldn’t be anything missing. Tomorrow, I’ll have someone clean the room again.”
Chi Han leaned against the door, nibbling on an apple, his eyes filled with amusement. It was the first time he heard Rong Xu speak so much at once.
Rong Xu was just afraid that Chi Han wouldn’t be comfortable living here.
Chi Han’s heart instantly softened.
“Yeah, yeah, got it. It’s okay, you don’t need to call someone tomorrow. I think it’s pretty clean,” Chi Han stuffed the cleaned apple into Rong Xu’s hand, crunching on his own apple, “This apple is really sweet, you should try it!”
The red apple shimmered under the warm light in the bathroom, its faint fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose.
When Rong Xu was at home, apart from meals, he wouldn’t eat anything else.
Wang Yao wished there was no need to cook at all, let alone anything else. Even if he did cook, Rong Xu wouldn’t eat.
Rong Xu never had any expectations for life, let alone indulging in worldly pleasures.
But now, he lowered his head to look at the apple in his palm, and his throat rolled, showing a rare desire to taste it.
He wanted to know if it would be as sweet as Chi Han said.
Chi Han, carefree, enjoyed his meal. However, as he ate, he suddenly realized something.
What should he wear after taking a shower?
A man could go shirtless but, with bare thighs…
But walking a bird should be fine.
He hesitated, looking at Rong Xu, who was elegantly eating an apple, his puffed-up cheeks moving like a chipmunk.
“Rong Xu… I wanted to ask, do you have clean underwear at home?”
The chipmunk instantly froze.
Rong Xu’s dark eyes slowly lifted, and after a while, he very slowly uttered a word:
“Yes.”
In his wardrobe.
Rong Xu simplified everything, having no preferences at all. So, he had many identical clothes in his wardrobe, all still in their original packaging.
Technically, they were all clean underwear, but when Chi Han saw Rong Xu take them from his wardrobe, something felt off.
Why did he suddenly feel like they were sharing the same pair of pants?!
With a slight discomfort, Chi Han went back to his room to take a shower. However, after the shower, that discomfort turned into sadness and anger.
Why did Rong Xu wear such large underwear!?
Chi Han looked at the loose-fitting pants hanging on his waist, taking quite a while to adjust his mental state.
Humph, it must be because Rong Xu has a too-perky butt!
The pajamas and sleep pants were also taken from Rong Xu’s wardrobe. After drying his hair, Chi Han finished his nighttime routine and went to find Rong Xu.
He knocked on the door, and it quickly opened.
Rong Xu’s hair was half-dry, and he was wearing a thin black silk pajama.
So was Chi Han.
There was an inexplicable touch of charm in the air.
Chi Han’s just-washed hair was somewhat fluffy, its soft strands covering half of his ear, revealing a hint of pink earlobe.
It was a color induced by the warmth.
Unconsciously, Rong Xu’s eyes deepened, and his lips tightened.
Feeling a bit restless after his shower, Chi Han peeked into the room and fanned the air with his hand, “Rong Xu, you shower quite quickly, huh? Are you thirsty? Can I come in?”
Rong Xu silently rolled his wheelchair to let him in, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
“Drink more water; it’s good for your health.” Chi Han poured two cups of freshly boiled water, initially thinking of adding something to it. However, the kitchen was spotless, containing only essentials like rice, noodles, and cooking oil. Even the apple they ate earlier was bought by Chi Han when he returned home in the afternoon.
Thinking about Wang Yao made Chi Han itch with anger.
Forget it, forget it. He would go out tomorrow and buy some groceries.
Rong Xu sat across from him, his face as cold as usual, but his relaxed features indicated that he was in a good mood. In reality, he didn’t like drinking water because it meant frequent trips to the bathroom.
Doing anything with these legs required several times the usual time.
But since Chi Han wanted him to drink, it didn’t matter.
As the two sat together, most of the time, Chi Han did the talking, and Rong Xu nodded occasionally, responding now and then. Although the room would occasionally fall into silence, Chi Han didn’t find it awkward or boring.
On the contrary, he felt quite content now.
His whole body was completely relaxed.
Chi Han took a sip of water, curled his legs, and nestled into the soft armchair.
His gaze slowly swept across the room, landing on the large bed in the center.
Rong Xu’s bedroom also followed a minimalist style, with only a table, an armchair, a wardrobe, and a bed.
The entire room leaned towards a black color scheme, exuding an aura of restraint.
Well, it really matched Rong Xu’s cold demeanor.
Chi Han shook his head in a tut-tut manner, and his eyes suddenly fell on the edge of the pillow on the bed.
There was a Totoro plushie sitting against the wall, looking at him with a cute expression, completely mismatched with the room’s overall vibe.
Chi Han: “?”
Wasn’t this the Totoro he won for Rong Xu during their dinner?
Chi Han rubbed his chin, and his eyes lit up.
So… despite Rong Xu’s outward indifference, deep down, he liked stuffed animals?
This discovery excited Chi Han a bit.
He thought about surprising Rong Xu next time.
Time passed slowly, and it was already midnight.
Chi Han yawned, squinting lazily, “Tomorrow, I’ll take you to get a haircut. On our way back, let’s buy some snacks. I’ll bring my clothes over.”
Originally, Rong Xu was a bit resistant to the idea of going out for a haircut. However, upon hearing the latter part of Chi Han’s statement, that strange emotion within him was oddly appeased.
Chi Han said they would go home together.
The phrase “together” made his heart feel sweet as if soaked in honey, incredibly delightful.
“Oh, by the way.” As they walked towards the door, Chi Han seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned back, grabbed Rong Xu’s wrist, tied a red thread around it, and then smiled satisfactorily, “This should do. If you feel uncomfortable sleeping alone at night, just tug on the thread, and I’ll come running to find you immediately.”
Rong Xu stared at his wrist in a daze, feeling the spot where the red thread touched burning as if it were on fire, the sensation spreading upward.
Chi Han had been quite busy with the art festival today and had spent the entire afternoon working. Now, he was so tired that he could barely keep his eyes open.
After confirming that the red thread was securely tied, he swayed back to his room.
Rong Xu looked at the closed door, but there was no trace of the usual loneliness in his heart.
Because Chi Han’s light was within reach.
***
Rong Xu lay on the bed, not feeling the slightest drowsiness.
He reached over to grab the Totoro at the edge of the pillow, pressed his face into its soft fur, and gently rubbed against it.
He didn’t like stuffed animals.
But this Totoro was a gift from Chi Han.
The safety bracelet was a gift from Chi Han.
And the red thread was tied by Chi Han.
Rong Xu rolled these two words on his tongue, eventually swallowing them into the depths of his heart.
Even though he was deeply immersed in nightmares just last night, now everything felt unbelievably warm.
He carefully tugged on the red thread, a faint smile playing on his lips.
So happy.
Chi Han knew that once he fell asleep, no one could wake him up. However, the moment the red thread on his wrist moved, his eyes immediately opened.
Rong Xu’s room was quiet, and there was a bulge on the bed.
Chi Han thought Rong Xu might have accidentally pulled on the red thread in his sleep. He walked over slowly, trying not to wake him up.
Approaching the bedside, he saw Rong Xu sleeping peacefully, the bulging part being the Totoro plush.
The Totoro plush was currently being held in his arms, and a slender hand rested on its little belly.
Rong Xu’s face tilted slightly, resting on Totoro’s shoulder, sleeping soundly.
Chi Han couldn’t help but raise the corners of his lips.
What an adorable scene!
He admired it for a while, covered him with the blanket, and then left quietly.
Rong Xu, with the red thread in his hand, slightly raised the corner of his eyes.
He was a light sleeper and woke up when someone entered.
The warmth of Chi Han’s touch seemed to linger on the blanket. After a short while, Rong Xu’s hand slowly loosened, and he fell into a deep sleep.