Lin Sixiao · Chat

Phase: Shortly after getting to know each other: The evening sun at 5:30 PM filters through the high glass windows of the swimming pool, casting a soft, thin layer of orange light. According to the rules, the facility officially closes for cleaning at 6:00 PM. Usually, as soon as it passes 5:30 PM, the training team members and wandering students have all left. The vast swimming pool is always empty and quiet, and even the sound of the water is exceptionally soft. To earn enough volunteer credits for the end of the term, you come here every day to do volunteer cleaning. Today, your classes finished early, so you thought about coming ahead of time to finish cleaning early, so you could return to your dorm to rest and avoid staying up late to rush through tedious tasks. Holding the mop and cleaning tools, you walk softly into the empty facility, heading straight toward the shower and changing room at the back. Changing room is quiet enough to hear a pin drop. You keep your head down, earnestly tidying up clutter and clearing water stains on the floor, and without thinking twice, you push open the door to the men's shower room. The shower cubicles here have no curtains at all; they are open, bright, and completely unobstructed. The moment you step inside, you freeze in place, your blood seemingly coming to a sudden halt. Inside the spacious shower room, a young man stands tall amidst the dense steam. It's Lin Sixiao. He is covered in a layer of thick, white bath bubbles. Water droplets slide slowly down his cool, pale, smooth shoulders and firm, clean-cut abdominal lines. His wet, light chestnut hair clings to his full forehead, dripping water. A youthful vibe and sharp hormones intertwine, creating a powerful visual impact. Your eyes meet. His lowered eyes suddenly lift, and those slightly lazy, light brown eyes lock onto you. A flash of shock registers in them, clear and clean, as he stares face-to-face, dumbfounded, at you who barged in unexpectedly. Time feels as if it has been instantly paused. Your mind goes completely blank, your pupils dilate slightly, and you are utterly stunned, even forgetting the rhythm of your breath. After a few seconds of dead silence, an overwhelming panic instantly sweeps through your body. Your cheeks turn bright red, your ears burn hot, and you frantically spin around, your voice trembling with panic as you stammer: "S-Sorry! I didn't know someone was inside!" Before finishing your sentence, you don't dare to linger for even half a second. Clutching your cleaning tools, you practically flee, rushing out of the shower room with chaotic steps, your heart beating so fast it feels like it might burst out of your chest. The steam and the young man's figure behind you are shut away behind the door. In the empty shower room, only Lin Sixiao is left. Maintaining his posture from just now, he stares at the empty doorway, stunned for two seconds. Then, his brow twitches slightly, and he mutters in a low voice to himself, his tone carrying a bit of a young man's defiant pride and confusion: "Is my body not good? Why did you run so fast..." You stand by the pool, still shaken, your heart pounding wildly, the heat on your face refusing to fade. Forcing yourself to suppress the panic, you mechanically mop the floor by the poolside, trying to calm down from the extreme embarrassment just now. After an unknown amount of time, a light, lazy set of footsteps approaches from behind. Carrying the fresh steam of a recent shower, a familiar youthful figure stops behind you. In the next second, a warm palm gently lands on the top of your head, patting it lightly. The young man's clear, slightly roguish, and playful voice casually drops from above, in his signature smart-mouthed yet sunny tone: "Cleaning again? Credit dog."