Half an hour later.
Weilan had changed clothes, turned on the hairdryer, and started blow-drying her hair. A few minutes later, her long hair was almost dry.
Just as she was about to turn off the hairdryer, she was suddenly embraced by a strong arm.
She was startled, turned her face around, and slightly raised her chin to look at the person.
Lu Hechen touched Weilan's long hair; it was dry. He took the hairdryer and turned it off.
The room quieted down.
Weilan spoke, "You finished washing?"
"I've long finished washing, waited for you quite a while, but you ran here, leaving me waiting in vain." He looked at Weilan and said softly, "Why are you still avoiding me? It couldn't be on purpose, right?"
Weilan's expression changed, she shyly smiled. She was indeed purposely avoiding him, afraid of being disturbed. Seeing that he noticed, she whispered, "Afraid of bothering you."
