lovenovelstory Chapter 24 Vest
Chapter 24 Vest
"What are you going to do!" Jiang Youyu screamed.
She hurriedly covered her eyes, her cheeks burning red, but she couldn't help but secretly pry her fingers open.
"Take a shower."
Gu Zhibei put down his coat.
Wuhan at the end of September is like a steamer, and air conditioning is essential to cool down indoors, so students usually bring autumn jackets.
Jiang Youyu is even more extreme; she seems to be unable to feel the temperature and just likes to turn the air conditioning to the lowest temperature.
Gu Zhibei took out the clothes he had prepared in advance from his bag.
It's simple for guys to go out; in summer, all they need to bring is a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and underwear.
"If you really can't resist showering with me, I have no objection," he said.
The bathroom was right behind the girl, so he... well, he just wanted to scare her.
Jiang Youyu was clearly furious and embarrassed. She gripped the handle of her wheelchair with her small hands and angrily made way for them.
"You did this on purpose!" she said bitterly.
Gu Zhibei asked in confusion, "What did I do on purpose?"
"Intentionally, intentionally..."
Jiang Youyu has crashed.
She opened her mouth, her face turning red from holding it in, but she couldn't utter a single word.
How could she possibly bring herself to say something so awful...?
Blame him.
That despicable bastard!
Even if it was truly an accident, it was definitely intentional!
Otherwise, a girl who doesn't understand anything wouldn't think of such things!
The girl gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to rush up and bite him hard.
Gu Zhibei suppressed the upward curve of his lips and walked into the bathroom.
"Just a heads up, don't try to do anything inappropriate while I'm taking a shower."
He paused.
Then, just as Jiang Youyu was about to completely lose her temper, she closed the door.
Gu Zhibei took off his clothes.
My gaze suddenly paused as it swept over the laundry basket.
Inside were unwashed girls' clothes.
One of the pure white cotton fabrics was particularly eye-catching.
He looked away.
But his mind kept wandering, imagining the thin fabric against the girl's smooth skin, the soft sounds of the cotton rubbing against her skin...
Gu Zhibei pinched the tiger's mouth.
Young gun barrels have fierce firepower.
With a gentle pull of the trigger, a deluge of bullets erupted.
"Hoo..." Gu Zhibei let out a deep breath.
Summer is just so dry.
He simply released cold water to slow down the blood flow as much as possible.
However, as soon as I squeezed out the shampoo, a familiar scent wafted into my nose.
The boy's muscles tensed.
Depend on.
Water cooling is definitely unreliable!
...
When Gu Zhibei stepped out of the bathroom, his steps were a little weak.
An eighteen-year-old's mind is like a mysterious website; a single keyword can instantly generate a whole host of results.
I can't think about it, I can't think about it.
He looked out the window.
Jiang Youyu sat there, gazing out the window, seemingly lost in thought.
What is she thinking?
A sense of resentment suddenly arose in the boy's heart.
Why could Jiang Youyu so easily see through his thoughts, while he had to guess?
That's a bit unfair.
What cunning tricks did she use?
Gu Zhibei always felt like a failed game designer, whose ingenious levels were repeatedly cracked by others.
What started as a pleasant surprise—the delight that someone could see through my design ideas—gradually turned into frustration and helplessness.
Now there is only one path in front of him.
That is to find out her "cheating methods" from the diary of the "player who beat the game"!
...
Noticing the movement behind her, Jiang Youyu gently turned her head to the side.
When the boy's image was reflected in her pupils, her unfocused gaze suddenly snapped back, as if she had transformed from a frozen portrait into a living, breathing girl.
Her gaze swept over the boy's wet hair.
"You didn't even dry your hair. What if you catch a cold? Do you expect me, a cripple, to take care of you?" Jiang Youyu said coldly.
Gu Zhibei smiled and said, "Isn't it normal for friends to take care of each other?"
The living room air conditioner had stopped working at some point, and the hair dryer was placed in a conspicuous spot on the table, next to a dry towel.
I inexplicably felt like I was being cared for by my mother.
Gu Zhibei extinguished this strange thought.
He casually picked up a dry towel and dried his hair:
"Next time, remember to take your clothes to be washed promptly."
Jiang Youyu was stunned for a moment.
Her deliberately stern face instantly turned bright red.
"You, you saw it all?" His voice trembled slightly at the end.
Gu Zhibei paused for a moment, then picked up the hair dryer:
"If we don't count your skirt, tank top, and underwear... I really didn't see anything."
Amidst the whirring noise of the hairdryer, the girl could only hear the pounding of her own heart.
A burning blush instantly spread to the tips of her ears.
Her suddenly widened eyes, her rapidly heaving chest, and her restless little hands all betrayed her inner panic.
Fortunately, the boy's act of drying his hair was like a prelude to calming her down, giving her time to cool off.
"No, no, no...it's just some clothes I took off! What's there to say?"
Jiang Youyu stammered and said indifferently.
Gu Zhibei said, "I'm just reminding you, there's nothing serious between friends."
"Yes, that's right. We're usually very good friends," she agreed.
There is actually a "no-entry area for Gu Zhibei" in Jiang Youyu's house.
For example, the small balcony where she hangs her clothes to dry.
The balcony has a retractable clothesline, so even she can dry and wash clothes herself.
How can a girl's underwear be seen by a boy so easily?
Especially since she's a college student, yet she's wearing a tank top like an elementary school student...
Although Jiang Youyu didn't care about this at all.
"The tank top is quite cute too," Gu Zhibei said with high emotional intelligence.
Jiang Youyu immediately flew into a rage: "What nonsense are you spouting!"
"It's perfectly normal to care about your friend's development; my friend and I are both like that," he added.
"What kind of friend is that!"
Jiang Youyu wondered if this bastard thought she was stupid.
No matter how much I want to be with him, I must never cross the line.
If she accidentally does something she absolutely shouldn't do, knowing him as she does him... he definitely won't leave her alone.
What will happen when he goes to university? Will he continue to carry a burden with him?
She has already burdened him so much; even the gift she specially saved for him might not be enough to make up for this mistake.
Jiang Youyu was afraid that if she lowered her standards even slightly, she would never be able to leave him again.
Moreover, for some reason, she felt that Gu Zhibei had been acting strangely lately.
Although I used to say strange things and make myself angry, it wasn't as frequent as it is now.
It was as if he was testing something.
…Could it be that at some point, he discovered something?
No, that definitely won't work!
They are friends, and at most, they can only be friends.
This can't go on any longer.
Jiang Youyu clenched her fingertips tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. The pain brought her slightly more alert.
Her face turned cold, and she said stiffly, "I'm sleepy, I need to wash up."
After saying that, the girl maneuvered her wheelchair and entered the bathroom.
I also closed the door.
Gu Zhibei knocked on the door: "May I come in?"
"I'll kill you if you come in," came Jiang Youyu's muffled voice.
He continued, "How long will it take? I need to use the restroom in a bit."
"...Half an hour."
"Take your time, there's no rush."
Gu Zhibei was very satisfied with her answer.
Then he swaggered into her bedroom.
"I remember putting the key under my pillow..."