"Xian Ge!" Hyson yelled. "I'm gonna get a headache at this rate."
Shui Xian finally let him go, "I thought I should help you in wiping your hair."
Hyson pulled off the towel from his head and stared at him, "Oh, thank you for your thoughtfulness but let's not be this thoughtful next time. Okay?"
"I will try my best."
Instead of leaving, Hyson sat back down on the wooden deck and pulled Shui Xian down too.
"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"
"I'll do it later. I'm having such a lazy but relaxing morning. I don't wanna cut it short."
"I have the same idea," said Shui Xian.
"Weimin Ge is so boring."
Shui Xian smiled in response when he heard that. "Maybe it's the generation gap."
"I also think so," said Hyson. "There are seven or eight years between us. For sure, there is a big generation gap. Ironically, I never even felt it with my godmother."
"But you feel it with your mom."
"That's different."
