The two of them walked into the bathroom. The bathtub was full of hot water, and beside it sat a small, fruit-green fabric stool. A water scoop of the same color floated in the water.
Ning Guiwan sat sideways before the bathtub, twisting her upper body to face it, and lowered her head.
Aunty Zhang first combed her hair, revealing a faint, inch-long scar. Even healed, it looked startling.
"Does it hurt?" Aunty Zhang asked, seeing that pulling the hair roots tugged at the scar.
The pain wasn't too severe, but the scar did feel the pull. Ning Guiwan supported herself with her hands on the edge of the bathtub. "I'll tell you if it hurts."
Hot water poured over Ning Guiwan's head, flowing into her eyes and causing her to squeeze them shut.
Suddenly, a knock came from outside.
Aunty Zhang stopped what she was doing and stood up. "I'll go check."
After a moment, Aunty Zhang's voice came from outside, "Sir?"
"Where is she?" It was Quan Yu's voice.
