[Xiao Xingchen works the shampoo all the way to the ends of his hair, pleases with his own work as he looks over the wet and glossy strands. Combing out the lather to help wash out the hair, his fingers brush along his scalp to the hair behind the ears and down to the nape of his neck.
Satisfied as the shower washes away the last of the lather, Xiao Xingchen hums a bit as he picks up the shampoo bottle and starts the same process with his own hair. Even if this was his nameless friend, he wouldn't go out of his way to ask for help like this, and especially not after Xue Yang has... "helped" enough already.
As the pitter of the water drops against their skin continues, he's combing through his hair with his fingers when he notices something odd.
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Satisfied as the shower washes away the last of the lather, Xiao Xingchen hums a bit as he picks up the shampoo bottle and starts the same process with his own hair. Even if this was his nameless friend, he wouldn't go out of his way to ask for help like this, and especially not after Xue Yang has... "helped" enough already.
As the pitter of the water drops against their skin continues, he's combing through his hair with his fingers when he notices something odd.
He asks with some suspicion:]
... Are you alright?