'Ji Lianhuo had just lost his family and was homeless, he also had gained a bad reputation in Su City. If he just left it alone, the young man would inevitably feel resentful towards him. He would hang around outside for a while and listen to the outside world's evaluation of him , then all the efforts made before can be said to be in vain.
If he bring Ji Lianhuo into his home, he will try to fulfill his obligations as an elder, but without experience, he will inevitably make frequent mistakes.
Then... I can only make up for it.'
Seemingly seeing the change in the man's mood, Ji Lianhuo stepped forward nervously, "Brother Zhaomou, it's really not hot."
After saying that, Ji Lianhuo held the shower head towards himself and turned the faucet, as if he wanted to prove something urgently.
Seeing Ji Lianhuo's hand on the hot water faucet, Wang Zhaomou quickly leaned over and held down the boy's hand.
Ji Lianhuo froze in place, looking at the hand covering the back of his hand, not daring to move.
Wang Zhaomou quietly took the shower head, pointed it at the bathtub, and taught the boy how to adjust the water in the shower.
"Here is hot water. If you just turn this faucet, all hot water will come out." Wang Zhaomou demonstrated to the boy. Ji Lianhuo looked at the heat rising in the bathtub and lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.
"Hot water on the left side, cold water on the other side. When taking a shower, you need to unscrew both to adjust the temperature to your comfort level." Wang Zhaomou looked at the boy's admission of mistake, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and handed the shower head to the boy's hand.
"Come and try."
Ji Lianhuo's face turned red. He put his hand under the water and tried to adjust the water temperature in a small area with the other hand. Feeling that the temperature of the water changed as he twisted it, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Subconsciously, he looked at the man beside him.
Wang Zhaomou took off his glasses that were starting to fog up and smiled softly at the boy.
Ji Lianhuo stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The sound of water seemed to be an imperceptible background sound. The only thing that was loud and loud was his own heartbeat.
The man looked elegant and ascetic when he put on his glasses. When he took off his glasses, his eyes with slightly raised corners appeared in front of his eyes. The raised corners of his lips were like a small hook with deep barbs, it's pierced deep into the heart, so deep that it can't be taken out.
The water mist rose, and Ji Lianhuo didn't blink. He felt that his whole heart was focused on the person in front of him, and he was swaying with joy, as if he had just been soaked in honey.
'I'm living thanks to him now.
And I can see him every day!'
"Have you learned it?" Wang Zhaomou glanced at the bathtub and lowered himself to plug the bathtub's plug to avoid wasting water.
"Yes, yes." Ji Lianhuo blushed, lowered his eyes, and quickly turned off the faucet.
Wang Zhaomou watched the young man put the shower head in place and sighed silently in his heart. He lowered his eyes and wiped the fog from his lenses with the corner of his suit vest before putting them back on.
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