Every boy has a few little quirks. Lin Xinyu was relatively normal, but he had heard that some people were into feet—was that really as mystical as people made it out to be?
"Grandmother, let's wash your face." Lin Xinyu brought the washbasin right up to Grandmother, having already washed the towels belonging to the two of them beforehand.
See? They were already hanging on the wall, a symbol of the things they shared.
Chapter 28