The two stared at each other, their minds short-circuiting at the same time.
Song He recovered first. Calmly, he turned off the water, took a white bath towel from the rack, and unhurriedly wrapped it around his waist to cover himself.
"Holy crap." Xiang Xiaotong raised a hand to cover her mouth. "I'm sorry, I..."
"You shouldn't cover your mouth. You should cover your eyes." Song He smiled helplessly.
"Oh, right!" Xiang Xiaotong moved the hand covering her mouth up to cover her eyes. She awkwardly turned her head away. "I didn't see anything. There was so much steam, it was like a mosaic."
"It's fine. Looking at me won't make me lose a piece of flesh." Song He was remarkably magnanimous.
Xiang Xiaotong's face instantly flushed bright red. She was both embarrassed and bashful.
"Aren't you watching the ceremony? Why did you come up here? And why didn't you knock?" Song He asked.
"I came up because I had something to tell you. I did knock—you probably didn't hear me, so I swiped my way in." Xiang Xiaotong replied.
"What is it?" Song He asked curiously.
"It's..." Xiang Xiaotong touched her forehead, her gaze unfocused. She looked as if she were trying hard to retrieve a memory while being distracted by strange thoughts. "It's, it's, it's... I can't remember... Wait a moment. My brain hasn't recovered yet..."
"Don't rush. Take your time." Song He smiled gently.
"I can't remember. It probably wasn't anything particularly urgent anyway. I... I'll tell you when I remember later. You go ahead."
Xiang Xiaotong was visibly flustered. Her face red, she turned and ran to the door, pulled it open, and fled.
Song He chuckled, untied the bath towel, turned on the hot water, and continued rinsing himself.
He had only been washing for