Recalling these days, the bits and pieces between the two, Xia Yinian took a deep breath and stood up.
The bathroom door wasn't locked; she gently opened it.
The man in the shower, completely naked, standing behind the glass, was facing away from the door.
There wasn't a hint of steam inside; Xia Yinian knew Uncle was using cold water to try to suppress the effects of the medicine.
Through the translucent glass, the girl standing outside could still clearly see the figure inside.
It wasn't the first time she'd seen Uncle's body, but it was the first time she'd looked at it so calmly.
His broad shoulders and straight back were like the main frame of an umbrella, a symbol of a man existing like a deity.
Even from the back, you could still clearly see the defined muscles; perhaps due to the medicine, his muscles were tightly stretched at this moment.
The person inside seemed to know someone had come in.
He stopped his actions, stood with his back to her, motionless.
