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I don't know what was in his mind, but Xiangzi was particularly careful and attentive when taking a bath at Qingchuan Xiang's house today. It might be because he finally had the opportunity to use such good bathing facilities, which made Xiangzi want to relax and fully wash his body and mind.

It could also be because, tonight, there's a high chance that I'll be able to sleep in the same bed with Qingchuan Xiang.

Xiangzi still remembered the layout of Qingchuan Xiang's room. In addition to the most impressive table facing a large water tank, Xiangzi also had some impression of the bed.

It's definitely more than enough to sleep two people.

Xiangzi assured that he had completely regained his rationality now. Even if he really slept in the same bed with Qingchuan Xiang tonight, he would be able to control his hands and not do anything inappropriate!

After taking a bath, Xiangzi was completely immersed in the comfortable experience of taking a bath in the second half. She had not been satisfied with the feeling of being able to take a bath to her heart's content for a long time.

He looked at the clothes Qingchuan Xiang had prepared for him. It was undoubtedly another shirt, but this time it was a loose-fitting style, so even Xiangzi could fit into it. His lower body was a pair of ordinary knee-length shorts.

After changing his clothes, Xiangzi walked to the bathroom door, his hand already on the door handle, but he hesitated.

I didn't know what expression to use to face Qingchuan Xiang after they almost kissed each other just now.

He gritted his teeth and realized that hesitating like this would not solve anything. At worst, he would just confess to Qingchuan Xiang that he liked her.

Chapter 141 Exposed

When Xiangzi opened the bathroom door and walked out, the first thing he smelled was a fresh and fragrant smell.

The smell came from the kitchen. Could it be that Qingchuan Xiang was cooking?

Xiangzi followed the smell and saw Qingchuan Xiang busy in the kitchen.

What reassured Xiangzi was that this time was not like the last time she came to Qingchuanxiang's house. After she had finished taking a shower, Qingchuanxiang was still wearing her wet clothes and refused to take them off.

On the contrary, what made Xiangzi's heart beat faster was that Qingchuan Xiang had put on an apron because she was cooking, and at the same time she put on the apron, she had already taken off her wet clothes...

Stop, stop, stop, not a naked apron!

Although Qingchuan Xiang's outer clothes were wet, the clothes underneath were still intact. The front half of Qingchuan Xiang's upper body was mostly covered by the apron, but the back exposed to Xiangzi's eyes was completely unobstructed.

So now Xiangzi could clearly see the style of Qingchuan Xiang's bra: just like the shirt and shorts she usually wore, it was a very simple and plain sports bra, and it could even be considered a small vest from the outside.

So actually, judging from the appearance alone, Qingchuan Xiang's outfit is not too wild.

But this will not change the essence of this piece of clothing, it is still a "close-fitting" piece of clothing!

Although this apron cannot cover the back of the upper body, the lower body is tied behind the back, which pulls the apron fabric from the waistline down a little bit to cover most of the area, without revealing more spring scenery.

But humans are imaginative creatures. Sometimes, even if you don’t want your brain to think about certain things, your brain will not just obey you.

Just like now.

Since it has been confirmed that Qingchuan Xiang took off her shirt and only left her small vest underneath, is it the same on the other side?

Qingchuan Xiang was cooking soup. When he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around.

"Oh, Xiangzi, you're done washing. Do the clothes fit you well?" Qingchuan Xiang was just asking Xiangzi when he suddenly noticed something was wrong. "Are you okay? Why do you look dizzy?"

"...It's okay." Xiangzi waved his hand, indicating that Qingchuan Xiang had seen it wrong.

"You didn't faint from taking a shower, did you?"

"Maybe."

Since Xiangzi insisted that there was nothing wrong with him, Qingchuan Xiang didn't say much.

Qingchuan Xiang walked out of the kitchen, stretched his hands behind his back and was about to untie his apron. Before Xiangzi could stop him, the apron had already been taken off by Qingchuan Xiang, and it suddenly loosened under the attraction of gravity.

Then Xiangzi saw a pair of shorts that looked similar to the ones he was wearing.

Eh?

Since you have already changed your lower body clothes, why do you just take off your upper body?

When Xiangzi took another closer look, he realized that it was actually just a sports vest with some decorative patterns on the front, but the belt on the back was very plain.

I just took it for granted that it was Qingchuan Xiang's underwear.

"What's wrong? My clothes?" Qingchuan Xiang saw Xiangzi looking up and down at his clothes several times and thought there was something wrong. "This is just another set of clothes I usually wear at home. Sometimes when it's too hot in the summer, I want to wear something cooler."

Then it was Qingchuan Xiang's turn to carefully examine Xiangzi's expression, and immediately revealed a knowing smirk:

"Could it be that Xiangzi mistook my shirt for my underwear?"

"..."

"Xiangzi, h." Qingchuan Xiang laughed again. Xiangzi knew he was in the wrong and couldn't refute anything.

Qingchuan Xiang put away her apron and asked Xiangzi to help her remember the time to cook the soup. She was worried that she would forget the time when taking a bath later. In that case, she would have to ask Xiangzi to turn off the fire, and then she went to take a bath herself.

………………

I don’t know if it’s because he had absorbed enough water from the rain today, but Qingchuan Xiang finished his bath very quickly for the first time today. When he came out, the soup was still some time away from being ready.

So what to do now?

When there was suddenly nothing to do, all those embarrassing things that I wanted to suppress in my heart for a while immediately came to my mind.

Xiangzi and Qingchuan Xiang sat at the dining table together, but they didn't know what to say. As soon as Xiangzi saw Qingchuan Xiang's face, he would automatically think of the kiss, and then his eyes would always unconsciously shift to Qingchuan Xiang's lips.

Finally, she simply turned her head away, sat upright, her eyes fixed on the dining table, no one knew what she was looking at.

"Xiangzi, do you like me?"

"Cough, cough."

In the end, it was Qingchuan Xiang who started the conversation first, and the first sentence he said directly shattered Xiangzi's carefully planned pretense.

Is it true that it can’t be concealed?

At this point, Xiangzi no longer intends to deny it in a shameful way, having already done such a thing.

"Yes." Xiangzi took a deep breath and tried to make his next words sound more serious.

"I like you, Xiang."

The words were brief, but earnest and clear in meaning.

It would be best if Qingchuan Xiang directly agreed to his confession, but if he was rejected, Xiangzi thought he was mentally prepared.

But what Qingchuan Xiang said was beyond Xiangzi's expectations.

"Like...what kind of like do you mean?"

It was not a joke. Qingchuan Xiang was just as serious as Xiangzi when he said it.

She stared at Xiangzi closely, wanting to see clearly his every move, as if this could help her better understand Xiangzi's heart.

"I don't understand." Xiangzi was a little confused. She could imagine whether she agreed or refused, but she never thought it would be such an answer.

What kind of like is it? What kind of like could it be?

Is this some kind of test?

Qingchuan Xiang thought about it and stood up.

"Xiangzi, come with me."

Xiangzi followed Qingchuan Xiang and walked to the door of the room that had been closed from beginning to end. There was a sign hanging above the door with the word "Study" written on it.

Bring me to the study? Is there something special in the study? Do you want to show me a book or something? Perhaps it contains what Qingchuan Xiang wanted to tell me before?

Xiangzi tried her best to guess what Qingchuan Xiang wanted to do and came up with more than a dozen possibilities, but when she saw the scene in the room revealed after Qingchuan Xiang pushed open the door, she couldn't help but be stunned.

It was a huge whiteboard, and on it were densely covered pictures of many people, personality analyses, and coping strategies...

And among the portraits in the middle, some of them are of the members of CRYCHIC.

Naturally, including Xiangzi.

Chapter 142 Inorganic Matter

When people suddenly receive information about things that are beyond their understanding, they are often greatly shocked and become confused and at a loss for a while.

And this is what Xiangzi is like now.

It's no wonder that Xiangzi is a little too fragile. Put yourself in her shoes. When you suddenly find yourself at a good friend's house, you see that she has hidden a notebook at home that records the various living habits, likes and dislikes, and personality traits of all the people she knows... It's so detailed that it's a bit excessive.

This kind of thing isn't something a normal person would do. It's probably something only a pathological stalker would do, a murderer choosing their next victim, or an obsessive-compulsive person who wants to control every detail...

Of course, Xiangzi believed that Qingchuan Xiang would not be one of the above examples, but there was no doubt that Qingchuan Xiang was not a normal person either.

Xiangzi stood closer to see clearly what was written on the whiteboard about people he was familiar with.

Wakaba Mutsu, Takamatsu Touma, Nagasaki Motoyo, Shiina Tatsuki... Each of them has various entries that are so detailed that they seem to be written by themselves, and there are also many secrets that seem to be hidden deep in their hearts.

And when Xiangzi really saw the part that belonged to him, he couldn't help but gasp.

It's as if I had cut myself open at some point, and then sorted and organized all the "parts" of myself, leaving no privacy at all.

What makes Xiangzi most terrified is when did Qingchuan Xiang come up with these things?

Could it be that in every seemingly ordinary daily interaction, those beautiful blue eyes that seemed harmless were constantly monitoring and recording his every move?

"Xiang, what on earth is going on..." Xiangzi's voice trembled, mixed with a deeper misunderstanding of Qingchuan Xiang than ever before, and this time this misunderstanding also brought Xiangzi a sense of fear, "I need an explanation!"

From the moment she entered the room, Qingchuan Xiang had been quietly watching Xiangzi's reaction. Her ordinary smile and standing there, which was no different from usual, now had a different feeling in Xiangzi's eyes.

In other words, the more happy Qingchuan Xiang's previous actions were to Xiangzi, the more chilling they became when he recalled them now.

Is she still observing her own reactions and writing down her observations on the whiteboard?

"I'll explain it in detail." Qingchuan Xiang tried to make his words more gentle so as not to irritate Xiangzi, who was already beginning to become defensive. "But you don't look well now. Do you need some water to calm down?"

"Need..." Realizing that his reaction was a bit excessive, Xiangzi stiffly accepted Qingchuan Xiang's kindness.

Qingchuan Xiang nodded, turned around and went out to pour water for Xiangzi, leaving her some private space so that she could calm down better.

Qingchuan Xianghua took a little longer, and when she pushed the door open again, she brought in the refreshing aroma of tea.

"It's just a simple brew, but it should make you feel better."

Xiangzi took the teacup and found that it was the Pu'er tea he had prepared when he thought it was the first day he really got to know Qingchuanxiang.

While Xiangzi was drinking tea, Qingchuan Xiang was also preparing to start explaining to Xiangzi.

"Let me think about where to begin. Let's start with what exactly is on this whiteboard."

Qingchuan Xiang dragged two chairs from the study and sat down with Xiangzi.

"This thing is like a 'wall of archives'. You can clearly see what the archives are recording, Xiangzi.

"The purpose of me recording these things is to help me learn how to express my emotions correctly like a normal person."

"Like a normal person...?" After drinking the hot tea, Xiangzi's confusion was cleared up a lot, and he immediately grasped the key words in Qingchuan Xiang's words.

"Well, Xiangzi, you should remember that I once told you that I can understand the emotions contained in the water source that is related to others."

"remember."

"Although I have this ability, it replaces my normal ability to understand other people's emotions. Simply put, I lack empathy."

Qingchuan Xiang shrugged, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.

On the contrary, Xiangzi's reaction was greater than Qingchuan Xiang's.

"Is that why you asked me what kind of like I am?" Xiangzi said suddenly, suddenly realizing something.

"But clearly, cough, clearly they almost kissed, even then, Xiang, can't you understand?"

"Because even kissing isn't a trait unique to a single type of liking."

"You actually said it's a characteristic..." Xiangzi listened to Qingchuan Xiang's words and Xiang's eyes at this time, and understood that she really thought so, and he also roughly understood Xiang's way of thinking.

Qingchuan Xiang continued:

"Although it seems to be just a deficiency in empathy, it actually has a significant impact on my emotional expression. The most obvious aspect is that my expression of the same emotion may be completely different from that of others.

"Just like Xiangzi's kiss just now, maybe the meaning of that action is very important to you, but it doesn't have a strong impact on me."

"This……"

Although Qingchuan Xiang had explained it clearly enough, it still made it more difficult for Xiangzi to understand.

I remembered what I said before, Qingchuan Xiang is always like water, with all the qualities that water possesses.

And now, Xiangzi suddenly felt that Qingchuan Xiang's seemingly "heartless" appearance was indeed more like "inorganic" flowing water than human beings.

Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless.

How bad...

Although he had clearly conveyed his feelings, he was the only one who felt the excitement in his heart, and he could not blame the other person for it. This was not what Qingchuan Xiang wanted.