Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Du Liangchen squatted down, and Mei Jing tested the water temperature, wetting his hair with warm water. The back of his hair was quickly soaked, but the front was still wet.

"Did I put on shampoo?"

"Wait a minute, they're still working up ahead."

"Did it get wet in the front?"

"No, my forehead is still dry. Let me try lifting my head up a little."

"Oh no, this won't do, my pants are wet."

"What should we do?"

"You poured water on my hands, I'll clean it myself."

Mei Jing was a bit flustered for a moment, changing angles several times, but not only did she not get Du Liangchen's hair wet, she also got Du Liangchen's clothes wet.

Finally, after applying shampoo and lathering it up, Mei Jing earnestly scratched his scalp.

"Hahahaha..." Du Liangchen laughed while shrinking his neck.

Mei Jing quickly stopped what she was doing and asked in surprise, "W-what's wrong?"

"It's okay, you can continue. It's just that your touch on my ear is a little itchy."

Finally, after much stumbling, he managed to wash the instant noodles clean. Mei Jing brought him a clean towel and helped him up. Only then did she notice that Du Liangchen's handsome face was flushed, and not only that, his ears and neck were also red. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he had an allergic reaction.

The water in her hair flowed down her forehead, gathered at her chin, and finally soaked into her clothes along her neck.

Looking down, his clothes were soaked and clung tightly to his body. The white fabric became somewhat transparent after getting wet, and his chest and abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen.

Du Liangchen stood up and rubbed his dripping hair a few times, then saw Mei Jing's undisguised gaze and the movement of her Adam's apple.

He instantly felt like he was running naked in front of him, so Du Liangchen threw the towel in his hand at him. "What are you looking at? Don't you have any clothes? Get out, I want to take a shower."

"Ah, I'll go out and wait for you." Mei Jing hurriedly went out.

The bathroom door closed again. Du Liangchen rubbed his hair in frustration. In reality, he wasn't as calm as he appeared; fear outweighed joy.

I took a quick shower, put on a bathrobe, threw my clothes in the laundry basket, and hesitated for a long time before opening the door and going out.

Upon hearing the sound, Mei Jing jumped up from the bed. Seeing that his hair was still dripping wet, she frowned and said, "Why didn't you dry your hair? It's still dripping wet."

Pulling Du Liangchen back into the bathroom, he saw the hairdryer on the vanity and pressed him into a chair.

Du Liangchen let him pull him along, drying his hair. The warm breeze that rushed towards him made him subconsciously close his eyes.

Mei Jing saw his reaction through the mirror and turned the fan off.

Du Liangchen looked at the person blow-drying his hair in the mirror, opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to ask.

Mei Jing looked at Du Liangchen in the mirror. His deep eyes were shining brightly under the light, and the tenderness in his eyes spread to the corners of his eyes. He was slightly stunned, and his eyes were full of tenderness as he looked back.

"When?"

"What?" Mei Jing didn't understand what he said.

"You've ever pursued a girl before, when...?"

Mei Jing understood the unspoken meaning in his words, "I don't know. I realized my feelings when you were preparing to retire."

Du Liangchen recalled that he was about to retire due to asthma and injuries. He had just finished a match, and the next day, someone appeared downstairs at his house...