The next day, Chen Zemian drew a sketch of his father for Lu Zhuonian.
Lu Zhuonian copied the photo in the folder and asked Chen Zemian what his father’s name was.
Chen Zemian couldn’t answer, and Lu Zhuonian didn’t ask any more questions.
Sometimes, Chen Zemian suspected that Lu Zhuonian already knew something, but since Lu Zhuonian didn’t say anything, he couldn’t ask either, so he could only pretend nothing had happened.
Lu Zhuonian said that he had contacted someone to check, but the current information was too vague, and it might take some time to get a reply.
Since waiting was useless, Chen Zemian decided to go to Sanya for the New Year as planned.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day before departure.
Most of Chen Zemian’s luggage was at his home. He had originally planned to go home a day in advance to tidy up the house and mail the luggage directly to the hotel, to avoid the inconvenience of carrying so many bags while traveling.
Unexpectedly, as the New Year approached, Lu Zhuonian actually came out of the Lu family’s old house on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month and stayed at Shengting Huafu for one night.
Chen Zemian was sitting on the carpet in the living room, sorting out the snacks that had been opened. The unpalatable ones were thrown into the trash can, the delicious ones were thrown into his mouth, and the the moderately good ones—he simply classified them as inedible and got rid of them too.
When he heard the sound of the electronic lock turning, he thought he had heard it wrong. He turned his head with the snack bag in his hand and saw Lu Zhuonian raising his hand to push open the door.
There was heavy snow outside the house. The moment he opened the door, the cold wind unique to the north rolled up the snow and blew into Chen Zemian’s eyes.
It was only a few steps from getting out of the car to entering the door, but the wind and snow outside were so heavy that the snow on the steps was half a foot deep, and Lu Zhuonian, who had always had a pristine appearance, was soaked in the cold.
There were a few grains of white snow on the ends of Lu Zhuonian’s shoulders, and he came with a cold body, carrying the wind and snow.
With such heavy snow, Chen Zemian didn’t want to go out to see people. He hadn’t even washed his face after getting up. Suddenly, he saw such a handsome and exquisite man, and he was dazed for a moment.
This curly king!
Why is he dressing up in broad daylight?
I’m going to wash my face later, too. No, no, wash my face and my hair. No, no, no, just take a shower. My neck hurts when I bend over to wash my hair. In short, I have to tidy myself up and go back! Chen Zemian complained in his heart before he slowly stood up to greet him. “Why would you come here when there’s such heavy snow?”
Lu Zhuonian closed the door with his backhand, shutting out the howling cold wind. “Come back to get something.”
“What is it?” Chen Zemian asked.
Lu Zhuonian answered fluently. “A foreign book. I suddenly wanted to read it.”
Chen Zemian was surprised. “It’s just a small matter, you still came here yourself?”
“Why?” Lu Zhuonian glanced at Chen Zemian and casually brushed away the remaining snow on his shoulders. “Am I not even allowed to come back now?.”
Chen Zemian protested, feeling wronged. “When did I ever say that?”
Lu Zhuonian gave him a cool glance and replied with four indifferent words, “The cuckoo occupied the magpie’s nest.”
Chen Zemian was speechless: “I just meant—the snow outside’s heavy, driving in this weather is dangerous. If there was something you needed, you could’ve just sent a bodyguard to get it, or told me to bring it over. Wouldn’t that have been easier?”
Lu Zhuonian shrugged off his coat and said flatly, “It was only snowing lightly when I left.”
The snow tracked in from the entrance had already begun to melt, leaving a few clear droplets clinging to the pointed tips of Lu Zhuonian’s polished, expensive shoes.
It was easy to see from the remaining snow under his feet that this was a young master who usually didn’t touch the ground. Even the snow water under his feet was clean, without any dirt, and the soles of his shoes were even cleaner than the snow.
Chen Zemian went to the cleaning room to get a mop and wiped the water off the tiles in the entrance hall: “Then take whatever you want quickly, I’ll go home later and bring it back to you on the way.”
Lu Zhuonian changed into slippers and walked upstairs slowly. “It seems that your home and mine are not on the same way.”
Chen Zemian followed behind Lu Zhuonian and said nonchalantly, “What’s the big deal? Driving is fast.”
“It won’t be soon,” Lu Zhuonian paused, his tone casual as if it had nothing to do with him. “The road is covered with snow, cars can’t drive, there have been several accidents, and the traffic jam is severe.”
Chen Zemian didn’t want to go out when he heard this. “Did you have a smooth journey when you came?”
Lu Zhuonian said in a normal tone. “It was relatively smooth. A car nearly hit me—it couldn’t brake in time.”
Chen Zemian was shocked “You call that smooth?!”
Lu Zhuonian spoke lightly, as if stating a fact. “If it weren’t smooth It would’ve hit me.”
Chen Zemian stared at him, momentarily speechless at this logic. Then he asked again, “Did it hit you or your car?”
Lu Zhuonian said, “Is there any difference?”
Chen Zemian thought so too. “Driving in the snow is very dangerous. It’s not just about whether your car is fine—you should just not go out if it’s snowing.”
Lu Zhuonian glanced out the window. “The heavy snow didn’t stop Xiao Qiwu from sending you flowers.”
Sending flowers?
Chen Zemian also looked over. “You mean those winter plums?”
Lu Zhuonian walked up the stairs. “The snow dyed the winter plums, the fragrance spread ten miles. Such an elegant scene is really not seen in the Lu residence.”
Chen Zemian smiled and said indifferently, “If you hadn’t said it, I really wouldn’t have noticed it.”
Lu Zhuonian seemed to be unintentional, as if he was just asking casually. “Did he look for you again?”
Chen Zemian answered truthfully. “Not much.”
Lu Zhuonian was very good at capturing the key points. “So he did looked for you?”
Chen Zemian hesitated for a moment. “Do you mind it?”
Lu Zhuonian said in a flat tone and looked at Chen Zemian. “What if I mind it?”
Chen Zemian immediately said, “He didn’t send flowers a few days ago, and I didn’t know he would send them today. But I’m going home now. I’ll tell him right away, so he won’t suddenly send something over and affect your mood.”
Lu Zhuonian’s face didn’t change much, but his voice showed a bit of displeasure. “Is it a question of where he sent it?”
The suddenly low tone was a little majestic, with a bit of questioning, which startled Chen Zemian slightly.
They hadn’t seen each other for several days since the dinner. Chen Zemian didn’t expect Lu Zhuonian to come home and ask for punishment.
He obviously didn’t do anything wrong.
Regardless of the fact that Xiao Qiwu’s status and position were higher than his, Chen Zemian couldn’t make the relationship too stiff just from the perspective of Xiao Kesong. Even if he answered Xiao Qiwu’s call, he had to bite the bullet.
But Xiao Qiwu was very sensible and tactful. Later, he didn’t say or do anything beyond the rules. It seemed that he saw that Chen Zemian had no intention and returned to the scope of normal social interaction.
After Chen Zemian tactfully told him that he was a straight man, Xiao Qiwu expressed his understanding and respect for his sexual orientation.
At the same time, Xiao Qiwu also sincerely apologized for what happened on the day of the dinner, and frankly admitted that it was because he had just come out of Xiao’s house and was in a bad mood. At that time, there were people coming and going around, and there were juniors present. He felt that he was rude because he lost face and hoped that Chen Zemian could forgive him and not care about it. He would apologize in person in the future if he had the opportunity.
Having said that, Chen Zemian felt that the matter was resolved and over. There was no need to keep holding on to it and appear to be very concerned about it.
He was very happy to see Lu Zhuonian coming back, and wanted to invite him to watch the snow and eat hot pot at noon, but before he could say anything, Lu Zhuonian took the initiative and inexplicably brought up the old matter again, and questioned him like this, making people wonder what to say first.
Chen Zemian looked at Lu Zhuonian in confusion and looked a little aggrieved when he was at a loss.
Lu Zhuonian’s heart tightened slightly, as if he was grabbed, and immediately softened his voice. “I just hate him pestering you. I don’t mean anything else.”
Chen Zemian said, “He has stopped pestering me. We’ve talked about this before.”
Lu Zhuonian was 100% sure that Xiao Qiwu would not give up so easily, but still asked, “How exactly did you talk?”
Chen Zemian completely believed Xiao Qiwu’s words. “He said he didn’t know I was a straight man. He was too abrupt that day, and we will just be friends in the future.”
Hearing the word “friend,” Lu Zhuonian couldn’t help but sneer.
I don’t know whether he was laughing at Xiao Qiwu’s scheming or laughing at why he was still standing here if being friends was useful.
Chen Zemian didn’t understand why Lu Zhuonian suddenly smiled coldly, and asked without shame, “What are you laughing at?”
Lu Zhuonian glanced at Chen Zemian. “You believe that?”
Chen Zemian said: “Why wouldn’t I?”
Lu Zhuonian said indifferently, “He is still sending you flowers.”
Chen Zemian took out his mobile phone. He originally wanted to ask Xiao Qiwu what was going on. Before he opened WeChat and clicked into the dialog box, he saw the message sent by the property management and immediately showed a speechless expression.
This time, the flowers were really sent by the property management.
Every household has one—no wonder it is “fragrant for ten miles.”
Chen Zemian handed the phone to Lu Zhuonian to look at. “The winter plums were sent by the property management. Didn’t you see other people’s doorsteps when you came?”
Lu Zhuonian glanced at the screen, his attention curious. “Did you add him on WeChat?”
Chen Zemian said, “Yes, I added them when I paid the property management fee last time.”
Lu Zhuonian asked, “I mean you and Xiao Qiwu.”
Chen Zemian was speechless.
Lu Zhuonian took Chen Zemian’s phone and checked the chat history between them. After seeing they hadn’t exchanged many words, his mood improved slightly.
He returned the phone to Chen Zemian. “Pay less attention to him in the future.”
Chen Zemian didn’t know why Lu Zhuonian cared about this, but as a qualified younger brother, he was used to obeying Master Lu’s arrangements. “I already rarely pay attention to him.”
Lu Zhuonian said, “You should pay less attention to him.”
Chen Zemian nodded. “Okay, but he really apologized to me later and was quite sincere. He said there were too many people that day and he was a little embarrassed, so he acted aggressively.”
Lu Zhuonian sneered calmly, “You don’t need to listen to what he says. These gays can say anything to trick you into bed.”
Chen Zemian spotted a bright side. “What do you mean by ‘these’? Isn’t it just him?”
“……”
Lu Zhuonian turned and went into his room. “I’ll take you to the airport tomorrow morning.”
Chen Zemian’s attention was immediately caught. “Tomorrow? You’re not going back to Lu’s house today?”
Lu Zhuonian took out his phone and showed Chen Zemian a message. “It’s snowing too hard outside. My mother asked me to go back tomorrow. You don’t have to leave.”
Chen Zemian hesitated. “But my luggage is at home, and I have to pick up Yan Luo in the evening.”
Lu Zhuonian made arrangements. “Give the key to the bodyguards, let them pack your luggage, then pick up Yan Luo to come here, and leave together tomorrow.”
Chen Zemian said happily, “That’s fine.”
Lu Zhuonian laughed. “What are you happy about?”
Chen Zemian said, “You have been at Lu’s house recently, and you don’t let me go out to play at night. I’m bored by myself.”
Lu Zhuonian’s face showed slight pleasure. “So now that I’ve come back, you suddenly find things interesting?”
Chen Zemian replied, “A little bit. Don’t you still have to pick up Yan Luo? Let’s have hot pot and play games together in the evening.”
Lu Zhuonian agreed.
Chen Zemian was about to call Yan Luo to tell him, but before he dialed, the phone rang.
He picked up without looking. “Hello, who is this?”
A strange male voice came through. “Xiao Qiwu.”
Chen Zemian was speechless. This buddy was really annoying.
Lu Zhuonian paused slightly when he heard that name.
Chen Zemian was very polite. “Uncle Sixteen.”
Xiao Qiwu raised his hand. “It snowed heavily today, and the snow scene at the Xiao Mansion is very beautiful, so I thought of you.”
Chen Zemian really didn’t know how to respond.
Lu Zhuonian couldn’t hear what Xiao Qiwu said, but seeing Chen Zemian’s strange expression, he guessed it wasn’t good.
He took out his phone and ordered food. Passing the living room, he casually asked Chen Zemian, “What kind of soup base do you want for hot pot?”
Chen Zemian, as if pardoned, immediately leaned over to look at the electronic menu. “Let me see what’s available.”
Lu Zhuonian said indifferently, “No, you have a call.”
Chen Zemian said to Xiao Qiwu, “Wait a moment.” Holding the phone in his right hand and taking a glass of water from Lu Zhuonian with his left, he said, “I want tomato hot pot, pork belly and chicken hot pot… I want spicy hot pot too.”
Lu Zhuonian said, “Talk to President Xiao properly on the phone. It’s very impolite to be so indecisive.”
Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Zemian immediately said goodbye. “I’m sorry, Mr. Xiao, I have something to do here. Let’s talk another day.”
After that, Chen Zemian quickly hung up, shuddered, and threw the phone on the sofa. “His tone was weird—it gave me goosebumps.”
Lu Zhuonian laughed. “What are you afraid of? He won’t crawl out of the phone.”
Chen Zemian said stubbornly, “Who’s afraid? The main thing is Yan Luo will be here soon. I’ll go upstairs to wash my face first. I haven’t washed it today.”
Then he took two steps at a time and rushed upstairs.
Lu Zhuonian looked at Chen Zemian’s back, paused slightly, then glanced back at his phone, his eyes cold.
*****
Chen Zemian returned to the bedroom. He originally planned to wash his face but then remembered he had to tidy up with Lu Zhuonian here and immediately decided to take a shower.
He reached out but couldn’t find the towel but then he remembered it was washed and hung downstairs but was too lazy to get it, so he called out, “Lu Shao, can you please check downstairs to see if there’s my towel?”
Lu Zhuonian’s voice came through the corridor. “In the laundry room.”
Chen Zemian said insincerely, “Then I’ll go down and get it.”
Lu Zhuonian’s voice came back: “I’ll get it for you, so the phone won’t bite you.”
Chen Zemian: “…”
He thought Lu Zhuonian should take medicine to cure his poisonous mouth!
After a while, Lu Zhuonian went upstairs and knocked on the door with a laundry basket.
Chen Zemian was washing his face with his eyes closed. “Come in, come in.”
Lu Zhuonian originally wanted to hand him the basket but seeing Chen Zemian couldn’t free his hands, he went into the bathroom to help hang up the towel.
Chen Zemian half-bent his body, holding his breath as he thought about it. “I really give up. Do you think Xiao Qiwu is sick?”
Lu Zhuonian turned his back, raised his hand, and put the bath towel on the shelf. “What disease?”
Chen Zemian said vaguely while washing his face, “He’s sick in the brain. I don’t know what he’s thinking, why he bothers me.”
Lu Zhuonian hung up the towel and walked out. “I don’t know either.”
Chen Zemian took two pieces of paper and wiped water splashed on the edge of the sink. “Didn’t you say he likes little boys? I’m not little either.”
Lu Zhuonian stopped. “You’re not little?”
Chen Zemian said, “Hmm.”
Lu Zhuonian stood behind him and said, “Look up.”
Chen Zemian raised his head and looked at Lu Zhuonian through the mirror. “What’s wrong?”
Lu Zhuonian half-wrapped his arm around Chen Zemian’s neck, tilted his pointed jaw, and asked him to look at himself in the mirror.
A fox-like face the size of a palm was reflected. Having just washed his face, his fringe was slightly damp, sweeping diagonally across sharp, narrow eyebrows. His eyes were as bright as cat’s eyes in a mountain spring, shining brightly with a lively gaze. Water droplets on his cheeks made him look even whiter and thinner, with a pinch leaving a red mark. His rosy red lips were stained with some unwashed white foam, and a tuft of hair stuck up on his head.
Chen Zemian was speechless.
Lu Zhuonian pinched Chen Zemian’s neck, his eyes dark. “Do you know why Xiao Qiwu is pestering you now?”
Chen Zemian looked at himself in the mirror, doubting his life a little. “Do I usually look so wet?”
Lu Zhuonian didn’t comment. “What do you want to say?”
Chen Zemian wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth with his fingers, looked at himself for three seconds, and commented, “I really do look like I’m asking to be fucked.”
Lu Zhuonian’s fingers suddenly tightened, pinching Chen Zemian’s neck, then quickly released. Before Chen Zemian could feel the pain, Lu Zhuonian had already let go.
He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened and said calmly, “You are really good at talking.”
*****
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Lu Zhounian can’t take this anymore lol. Because-