Chapter 33: A Not-So-Good Bath Time
After a simple dinner, Leng Qing Qiu took the dishes to the kitchen and then returned to her bedroom to search for something.
During this time, Lu Zhiyin did nothing, just resting on the sofa in a daze.
After all, her wheelchair was far away and even if she wanted to help Leng Qing Qiu with something, it was impossible.
In the bedroom, Leng Qing Qiu opened her wardrobe.
She was looking for clothes suitable for Lu Zhiyin to wear.
She was slightly taller than Lu Zhiyin, so her clothes might not fit. Perhaps the underwear would also be a size larger?
Looking at the variety of clothes in the wardrobe, Leng Qing Qiu finally chose a white long-sleeved T-shirt. The front of the T-shirt had a lazy cat printed on it. Such a pattern didn’t really suit Lu Zhiyin, but Leng Qing Qiu really didn’t have any other suitable clothes.
As for summer clothes, Leng Qing Qiu casually picked out a pair of black trousers. The trouser legs were wide, so they should be comfortable to wear, right?
She took out a set of brand-new underwear and, holding the pile of clothes, left the bedroom.
She put the things on the sofa, then went to the kitchen and turned on the water heater to heat water.
“…?”
Looking at the clothes in front of her, Lu Zhiyin remembered what Leng Qing Qiu had said before dinner.
Help her bathe…?
The white-haired girl pursed her lips. She’d rather not.
She thought she could bathe herself and really didn’t want anyone to see her body.
She remembered that this was a world of butter, and although Leng Qing Qiu didn’t seem to have any particular thoughts about her yet, nor any intentions of that kind, but what if?
“…”
Pursing her lips, Lu Zhiyin reached out and hugged the pile of clothes, touching the white T-shirt. It felt good, probably pure cotton? Very soft.
But that didn’t alleviate her nervousness.
After another ten minutes, Leng Qing Qiu came out of the kitchen. She pushed the wheelchair to the side of the sofa and then placed Lu Zhiyin in the wheelchair.
“Um… actually, I can bathe myself.”
Before Leng Qing Qiu could say anything, Lu Zhiyin, holding the clothes, spoke up in a hurry.
She carefully looked at Leng Qing Qiu’s face, observing her expression and gaze.
Hmm… Leng Qing Qiu’s expression didn’t seem too good.
“Didn’t we agree on this earlier?”
Touching Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t give Lu Zhiyin a chance to argue and pushed her towards the bathroom.
Lu Zhiyin thought that she still couldn’t understand Leng Qing Qiu’s strange change.
In the bathroom, Leng Qing Qiu had already placed a small wooden stool in the center of the bathroom.
“Um, I can do it myself, really, there’s no need to trouble you.”
As Leng Qing Qiu reached out to pick Lu Zhiyin up, the white-haired girl spoke again.
The tips of her ears were a little red, and her cheeks were a bit flushed.
Her heart was pounding. Lu Zhiyin couldn’t understand why things were progressing so quickly. She had never had a chance for such close contact with a girl before.
“Zhiyin, why are you shy? We’re both girls, aren’t we?”
Shrugging her shoulders, Leng Qing Qiu ignored Lu Zhiyin’s resistance. She easily took the clothes from Lu Zhiyin’s arms, placed them outside the bathroom, and then picked Lu Zhiyin up.
Her body was suspended in the air, and Lu Zhiyin’s body was a little stiff. Her hands were somewhat at a loss, and she didn’t dare to really resist. In the end, she awkwardly hugged Leng Qing Qiu’s back.
Fortunately, this awkward posture didn’t last long, and Leng Qing Qiu quickly placed Lu Zhiyin on the small stool.
Standing still, Leng Qing Qiu quietly savored the feeling of Lu Zhiyin’s fingers touching her back through her school uniform. It was a brief moment, but it felt surprisingly good.
Her memories over, Leng Qing Qiu closed the bathroom door, removed the showerhead, turned the temperature to the highest setting, and started running water into a corner of the bathroom.
Warm steam quickly rose, and the temperature in the bathroom rapidly increased.
While Leng Qing Qiu was running water, Lu Zhiyin’s mind had turned into a muddled mess, her head filled with Leng Qing Qiu’s words just now.
They are both girls… huh?
Yes, she had already become a girl, no longer a man.
Lu Zhiyin was somewhat concerned about her gender.
When she came to her senses, Leng Qing Qiu had already covered the bathroom with steamy mist and began to undress Lu Zhiyin.
“Um… I can do it myself…”
The tips of her ears grew hotter and hotter. Lu Zhiyin grabbed Leng Qing Qiu’s hand, hesitated for a moment, and then grasped the zipper of her school uniform herself.
Slowly unzipping it, she took off her school uniform and the T-shirt underneath. She did the same with her lower garments, until she was left only in her underwear and some bandages to cover her wounds.
“…”
Standing in the steam, Leng Qing Qiu carefully examined her childhood friend’s body.
Bruises of blue and purple were all over her body, and some parts were covered with white bandages, but this did not detract from her overall beauty, lending her a different kind of beauty instead.
Lu Zhiyin was indeed a beauty.
Lifting Lu Zhiyin’s overly long, grayish-white hair, Leng Qing Qiu saw the girl’s shy, flushed face.
Fragile and evoking pity.
The only thing that was a bit of an eyesore was probably the band-aid on the girl’s forehead.
That was what Long Qinxin had put on Lu Zhiyin.
Leng Qing Qiu reached out and removed the band-aid, revealing the wound on Lu Zhiyin’s forehead.
The wound had already scabbed over, and the dried blood affected the girl’s appearance. It was unknown how long it would take to naturally fall off.
Her gaze moved away from her forehead, and Leng Qing Qiu carefully removed all the bandages on Lu Zhiyin’s body. Under those bandages were the wounds sustained that day, some of which had not yet dried.
Lu Zhiyin, who had fresh wounds on her body, might not be suitable for bathing, but Leng Qing Qiu didn’t care about that. She wasn’t particularly concerned about whether Lu Zhiyin was in pain.
Looking at Lu Zhiyin’s bruised and battered body, Leng Qing Qiu inexplicably remembered the corpses she had previously chopped up.
What if… Lu Zhiyin were to become fragments?
She shook her head, dispelling the inappropriate thought. Lu Zhiyin had not committed any wrongdoing, she couldn’t have such thoughts.
After appreciating Lu Zhiyin’s wounded body for a moment, Leng Qing Qiu adjusted the water temperature, removed the last piece of cloth from Lu Zhiyin’s body, and began to wash the girl’s body.
“…?…, …, …! … .”
Unlike Lu Zhiyin herself, Leng Qing Qiu did not deliberately avoid the sensitive parts of her body. When she bathed Lu Zhiyin, she inevitably touched the sensitive areas.
Every time her fingers touched certain places, Lu Zhiyin would let out strange humming sounds. Although Lu Zhiyin tried her best not to utter any words, her reactions made Leng Qing Qiu very happy, and also made her unhappy with herself.
The sound of water in the bathroom continued for a long time, until Lu Zhiyin’s already feverish mind was almost about to faint, and only then did Leng Qing Qiu stop her actions.
She dried Lu Zhiyin’s body, changed her clothes, and then took her out of the bathroom, all in one smooth process.
