Chapter 229: The Bathroom Slip Incident

After dinner, it was already 9:30.

Fang Zhou also took Chu Xinran to watch a drone show.

The large square was filled with couples interacting, and Chu Xinran was thoroughly enjoying herself.

The satisfied smile remained on her face until the show ended.

She held Fang Zhou’s hand, leaned on his shoulder, and watched the crowd disperse, feeling very fulfilled.

“Can I not go back tonight?”

The girl looked up and asked.

Fang Zhou looked down at her and saw the hidden expectation and hope in her eyes.

Seeing him not respond, Chu Xinran shook his arm and softly told him, “I’ve been having nightmares these past few days and feel a bit scared. It might not be so bad with you around.”

This was true.

Ever since being saved, she had been dreaming these past two nights about dying and seeing Fang Zhou with his other ex-girlfriends.

What made it worse was that he didn’t reject any of them, and they formed a harmonious big family.

How could Chu Xinran swallow that anger?

Unfortunately, in the dream, she only existed as a spirit, unable to even touch Fang Zhou.

These dreams made her realize she could never do something so foolish again; if she died, she wouldn’t have a chance to fight.

Just like her mother said: Men will only grieve for a short time, and soon after, they’ll return to their normal lives.

Death is the most foolish way for the weak to surrender.

Thinking of Fang Zhou’s happy life with others in her dreams made Chu Xinran grip harder, just as she was holding a soft spot on Fang Zhou’s arm.

“Ouch~ okay, okay, don’t pinch, it hurts.”

To save his arm, Fang Zhou had no choice but to agree.

Fine, it’s already the second day. Once tomorrow passes, they’ll go back to normal.

“Yay!”

Chu Xinran was so happy she almost jumped on the spot, suddenly feeling that the moonlight tonight was particularly beautiful.

They didn’t stay out much longer and returned home by eleven.

“I’ll find you a towel and toothbrush.”

Fang Zhou suddenly remembered that the towel Han Xi used yesterday might still be in the bathroom, causing him to panic.

So, he first sent Chu Xinran to his bedroom to find some pajamas to change into.

He quickly slipped into the bathroom, put away Han Xi’s towel, and threw the green toothbrush she chose into the trash.

After all, Han Xi wasn’t likely to come back, so keeping it was useless.

He found a set of toiletries for Chu Xinran, placing them on the stool outside the bathroom.

After getting everything ready, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Chu Xinran was already out of the bedroom, holding Fang Zhou’s pajamas, and headed to the bathroom to shower.

The sound of running water from inside made Fang Zhou’s thoughts a bit chaotic.

Good thing he remembered.

Otherwise, it would’ve been troublesome if Chu Xinran asked.

He couldn’t say it was his sister’s towel.

His sister clearly didn’t live here, so that would definitely give it away.

Always making Li Siming take the blame didn’t seem right either.

What if he slipped up next time they met?

Better to have fewer complications; Fang Zhou preferred solving things with actions rather than words.

One lie often requires countless others to cover it up.

Once you start, it snowballs out of control.

Unless absolutely necessary, he’d rather not lie.

Sitting on the sofa, Fang Zhou thought bitterly: Even though he wasn’t a scumbag, why was he forced by circumstances to do scummy things?

If worse comes to worst, once his sister got her kidney, he’d take her back to their hometown to live in seclusion.

Away from these trivial matters, maybe he could live a few more years.

As he pondered where to buy land to build a house, a sudden scream from the bathroom, followed by a heavy thud, interrupted his thoughts.

“Ah!”

Fang Zhou’s thoughts were disrupted. He hurriedly stood and looked towards the bathroom, asking, “Xinran, what happened? Are you okay?”

“Waaah, I fell. It hurts.”

Chu Xinran’s voice, tinged with sobs, came from inside. Even through the bathroom door, Fang Zhou could feel her pain.

It must have been a hard fall.

“Can you move? Slowly get up and hold onto the wall. Don’t fall a second time.”

She was already injured; this fall might have made it worse.

Fang Zhou, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, could only ask if she could move.

Chu Xinran’s response was, “I can’t move. My limbs feel numb. Come in and help me!”

“Okay, don’t be scared. I’m coming in.”

In the face of potential injury, Fang Zhou couldn’t care about propriety anymore.

He grasped the door handle, thinking he might need to kick it open, but it turned with just a slight twist.

Apparently, Chu Xinran hadn’t locked it.

Without thinking further, Fang Zhou stepped into the bathroom, seeing Chu Xinran lying on the floor curled up like a soaked bunny, looking pitiful.

Her body was covered in soap bubbles, likely having slipped.

Seeing Fang Zhou enter, Chu Xinran instinctively shrank back, feeling a bit shy.

But she quickly called out to him.

“Come help me, stop standing there.”

Hmph, even though it was intentional, he shouldn’t stare for so long. Annoying, it was really a bit embarrassing.

Being naked and lying on the floor made her feel even more vulnerable.

Fang Zhou snapped out of it, quickly walked over, and turned off the showerhead.

Then he took her hand, trying to help her up slowly.

But halfway up, Chu Xinran’s foot slipped again.

This time, she kicked Fang Zhou’s leg, causing him to lose balance, and they both fell.

Luckily, Fang Zhou cushioned her fall, preventing any further injury.

As they hit the ground, Chu Xinran’s head rested weakly on Fang Zhou’s shoulder, her heavy breathing spraying across it like a fire.

“I have no strength.”

Her voice was soft and sticky, even her complaints sounded like she was flirting.

Chu Xinran turned and looked at Fang Zhou, saying, “Let’s just stay down, okay?”

Fang Zhou’s hand rested on Chu Xinran’s arm and back, feeling the rising temperature.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, it seemed like sparks were flying in the humid bathroom.