In order to hide his panic and embarrassment, he picked up a large towel to wipe his hair.

The weight in his arms suddenly disappeared, making Ji Mian's heart empty. The more stable and happy he was before, the more irritable and anxious he was now. But he could not show it in front of Xiaoshu, so he could only force his smile to snatch the towel and help him wipe his hair.

Wherever he covered his palm, Xiaoshu's head would tilt, and he would not let him touch it. The originally red ear tips had turned pale. There was no doubt that he was resisting himself. Ji Mian, who realized this, felt very uncomfortable, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He held Xiaoshu's head in his arms and rubbed it twice with a towel.

Xiao Jiashu, who dodged left and right, froze. After a long time, he reached out and grabbed the towel tightly and covered it on his head. He really could not accept Ji Ge's slight care, which would completely collapse his mind that he had finally built. He was actually crying with grievance, his eyes and nose were sore, and he knew it would be ugly.

As Ji Mian wiped it, he found that the towel was tightly pulled by Xiao Jiashu. Looking from above, he could only see a big white head covered with a towel. He could guess without spying into Xiao Shu's heart that he must have cried and didn't want to let himself discover it.

The first time Ji Mian heard Xiaoshu crying was in the corridor of the hospital. He was as helpless as a child, trapped in bad memories and couldn't get out; the second time he heard him crying was in the stairwell of the company, with tears and snot all over his face, looking very embarrassed.
Chapter completed!