Chapter 161
Li Wenchuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but for a moment, he could not find a topic. His mind was filled with lotus flowers—lotus flowers in full bloom, all kinds of lotus flowers. It was despairing, and a little tiring.
Jiang Hansheng had no idea about any of that. As he dried his hair, he saw Li Wenchuan clutching his phone tightly and curiously leaned closer, asking softly, "What are you looking at?" After coming out, he had realized the other man was not looking at him. Though that relieved him, it also made him feel deeply uncomfortable. What, was he really that unattractive?
A drop of water gathered at the tip of his hair. As Jiang Hansheng tilted his head, it splashed straight onto the back of Li Wenchuan's neck. The icy sensation made him jolt, and he instinctively turned around. Jiang Hansheng did not react in time either, and their heads knocked together at just the wrong moment.
Li Wenchuan's temple brushed past Jiang Hansheng's cool lips. That soft, warm touch magnified endlessly in his heart. Then he heard Jiang Hansheng hiss and hurriedly raised his head. "What happened?" His voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible tremor.
Jiang Hansheng rubbed his cheek. It had all happened too suddenly. In his nervousness, he had accidentally bitten his own tongue. The little bit of lingering ambiguity was thoroughly shaken away by the sharp pain stabbing through his nerves.
"It's nothing. I bit my tongue." Neither of them mentioned their earlier "brush-by," and the subject naturally passed.
Jiang Hansheng was in pain, so he went to get another cup of milk tea to soothe his injured tongue.
Watching him gulp it down, Li Wenchuan took a cup for himself and put in a straw. Luckily, the timing