The next day, Luo Fei followed his original plan to tour several famous estates in the Lyra Constellation. Emile personally drove him.
Riding in the hovercar along the sky highway, they saw endless wheat fields and orchards stretching as far as the eye could see.
After a while, a cluster of glass greenhouses shaped like maple leaves appeared in their view. Emile pointed at them and said, “That’s the Empire’s largest flower and plant cultivation base.”
Luo Fei stood up, gazing at the distant glass greenhouses. “I’ve heard of it before. It’s even larger than I imagined.”
Emile said, “There are many rare flowers and plants here you can’t see on Capital Star. Any interest in going inside for a look?”
Since he was here, Luo Fei naturally wanted to broaden his horizons and nodded. “Let’s go take a look.”
The two parked their hovercar at the aerial parking lot near the greenhouses and took the elevator to the entrance.
It was a workday, so there weren’t many tourists. The two passed through the security checkpoint and walked along the wide path. Upon entering, they immediately saw vast swaths of blooming flowers, a faint floral fragrance permeating the air. Further inside were colorful tricolor flowers, their petals alternating in red, yellow, and blue, looking especially vibrant. Luo Fei had seen them before on Capital Star. They were reportedly very difficult to cultivate, each stalk selling for several thousand Crystal Coins.
As he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a familiar, clear voice: “These flowers are too gaudy. I want to go see the greenery section.”
Following that was a somewhat hoarse voice: “Young Master, do you need us to accompany you?”
“No, wait here. I’ll go alone.”
—Mo Han?
Luo Fei walked in the direction of the voice and indeed saw Mo Han at the corner, along with his accompanying butler and several bodyguards.
He was dressed very casually today: casual shoes, coffee-colored trousers, and a white thin sweater on top.
The sweater was low-necked, revealing just the right amount of his delicate collarbone and slender, elegant neck. Around his neck hung a necklace, likely the spatial button holding his intelligent mecha. The obsidian pendant made his skin seem even fairer. At this moment, he was standing beside a large expanse of gorgeous flowers, hands in his pockets, eyes slightly narrowed, looking both languid and content.
—Impossibly eye-catching.
A handsome Alpha as clear-featured and refined as this was truly rare.
In his simple, casual outfit, standing beside the blooming flowers, Luo Fei suddenly felt the scene was beautiful, stirring an urge even to take out a camera and capture the image.
Sensing the intense gaze from the side, Mo Han turned his head and met Luo Fei’s deep eyes directly.
He froze for a moment, quickly adjusted his expression, and walked over to greet him. “Senior.”
Luo Fei smiled. “What a coincidence, meeting you again.”
As the First Prince spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Mo Han’s eyes.
This stare made Mo Han slightly uncomfortable. He simply turned and said, “Senior, take your time browsing. I’ll go buy some plants first.”
Saying this, he was about to leave, but Luo Fei quickly followed him, his voice tinged with laughter. “Let’s go together. I was thinking of looking at the greenery section anyway.”
Mo Han: “…”
Why did he feel a nagging sensation, like being stuck with gum? Was it just his imagination?
The butler and bodyguards remained where they were. Emile had initially wanted to follow Luo Fei but was stopped by Luo Fei’s look.
Emile wisely said, “I’m not interested in greenery. I’ll look around next door. Let’s meet back here later.”
Luo Fei said, “Sounds good.”
Mo Han inwardly laughed: You’re playing the assistant, yet being this unprofessional? Not following Emile but sending Emile away instead?
Seeing Luo Fei quickly catch up, Mo Han didn’t expose the First Prince. He was curious to see what he intended to do, so he just continued walking ahead on his own.
After passing several flower cultivation greenhouses, the two finally arrived at the greenery section.
The scene before them suddenly changed.
Here, there were no colors, only a verdant, lush expanse of green plants as far as the eye could see. The air held no floral scent, but instead a fresh, grassy, woodsy fragrance.
Luo Fei couldn’t help but take a deep breath of the fresh air, leisurely following Mo Han through the greenery section.
The surrounding plants were of various shapes and sizes. Mo Han walked slowly, his eyes scanning the greenery on both sides of the path. When he saw a plant he liked, he directly input the serial number on his optical computer to pay. Luo Fei followed behind him, weaving through the sea of green. The surrounding silence was such that only their footsteps could be heard, as if the two were strolling through the most primordial jungle.
Luo Fei didn’t want to break this tranquil atmosphere.
Because he discovered that walking with Mo Han in this quiet, green environment, his heart suddenly felt incredibly calm. He could even hear his own pounding heartbeat.
They walked a long stretch until they reached a three-way fork. Only then did Mo Han actively turn around and ask, “Why is Senior so quiet?”
Luo Fei said, “You were focused on picking plants. I was afraid talking too much would annoy you.”
Mo Han smiled. “Senior is quite tactful.”
Luo Fei asked, “Are you buying so many plants to put in your room?”
“Yes. These plants purify the air, increase oxygen concentration, and help improve my sleep quality.”
Luo Fei asked, “Did you have insomnia last night?”
Mo Han raised an eyebrow slightly. “How did you know?”
Luo Fei suddenly leaned in close, carefully examining his eyes. “You have faint dark circles around your eye sockets.”
Their noses were nearly touching. He could feel the warm breath, and those smiling eyes were inches away.
If he were truly an Alpha, it wouldn’t matter, but Mo Han was, after all, an Omega. Even though he’d been utterly calm for so many years, the other’s pheromones could still affect him to some degree. Mo Han felt somewhat uncomfortable and casually turned around, continuing forward as he said, “I indeed didn’t sleep well last night. Didn’t fall asleep until past four in the morning.”
Luo Fei asked with concern, “Was it because of your younger brother?”
Mo Han nodded. “Mm. Mo Lin’s emotions were unstable all day yesterday. After the sedative wore off, he started crying and fussing again.”
Crying and fussing? Luo Fei didn’t believe this explanation but pretended to be worried. “Mo Lin can’t go on like this. Should you find a few more psychologists for him?”
Mo Han turned his head to look at Luo Fei.
The two maintained a friendly distance of about two meters, eyes meeting.
It was extremely quiet all around. In each other’s pupils, they could see their own reflections. It was as if time itself stood still in that moment.
This simple exchange of glances was also an invisible test of wills. Neither averted their gaze first, looking openly into the other’s eyes, as if trying to find some clue.
But ultimately, neither gained anything.
Luo Fei smiled slightly, breaking the silence first. “Sorry, I didn’t mean anything else. Just seeing Mo Lin cry so pitifully yesterday, and hearing about the past events, I felt some sympathy for his situation. I truly hope he can get better soon.”
Mo Han said calmly, “It’s fine. He’s the one who can’t get past that psychological trauma. Father keeping him at home is for his own good. We’ve hired very professional psychologists to stay with him and slowly counsel him. If he truly can’t get better, then the Mo family will just support him for life.”
The Mo Han before him seemed to be just an older brother concerned about his twin, the emotions of “dejection” and “worry” in his eyes appearing remarkably genuine. Had Luo Fei not deduced that Mo Lin was likely not mentally ill, he would almost have believed everything Mo Han said.
But Luo Fei trusted his deductions more. He always felt Mo Lin wasn’t that simple. A clever Omega like Fang Ziqian shouldn’t have died so easily.
There had to be more to this story.
Unfortunately, Mo Han, who stood before the public eye, seemed already accustomed to wearing a mask. His expressions, actions, words showed no obvious cracks. Probing Mo Han directly wouldn’t yield many clues.
Thinking this, Luo Fei smiled and changed the subject. “Since we’re friends, can I get your contact information?”
Mo Han brought out his communicator and connected with Luo Fei via password verification, conveniently also sending his email address. After doing all this, he looked at Luo Fei. “Back at school, many people tried every method to get my contact info. But Senior is very direct, asking me for it face to face.”
Luo Fei said frankly, “I don’t like beating around the bush. As long as the goal is achieved, isn’t simple and direct better?”
—Of course, better.
—That’s precisely why I ignored the fake name, education, and past you fabricated, and directly checked the real-name passenger info of the spaceship.
—And found out your name is Luo Fei, the Empire’s First Prince.
Mo Han glanced back at him. Luo Fei was still smiling, looking guilelessly innocent. He was really getting into this act of pretending to be an alumnus.
His acting was actually decent, and he played it seriously—too bad he encountered someone even better at acting.
Mo Han smiled faintly, thinking to himself that he’d called him “Senior” many times to play along with this charade. The losses his tongue took today, he would have to collect with interest later.
They finished touring another greenery section. Mo Han finally finished selecting his plants, confirmed payment, and then turned to head back, saying, “I’m done picking. Senior, feel free to browse slowly. Over there is the desert plant cultivation area, with many rare succulents. You can go take a look.”
“I’m not too interested in desert plants,” Luo Fei said. The implication of his words was actually: I was interested in you, that’s why I followed.
He didn’t continue browsing and turned to follow Mo Han back out of the greenhouse.
Outside, a row of bodyguards stood perfectly aligned.
The eight men were tall and burly, their attitude towards Mo Han very respectful. The old butler was clearly also a trusted aide of Mo Han’s; he was the one who informed Mo Han at the banquet hall that his younger brother was causing a scene.
Luo Fei’s gaze swept lightly over this entourage and turned to ask Mo Han, “Are you heading back now?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll see you next time.” Luo Fei smiled.
“Goodbye, Senior.” Mo Han nodded at him and turned calmly, leaving with his group of bodyguards.
Only after the group was far away did Emile sneakily emerge from beside him and lean into Luo Fei’s ear. “I’ve heard Mo Han is quite aloof and rarely pays others any mind. He seems to get along quite well with you, though?”
Luo Fei said, “He is indeed quite proud. The first time I suggested being friends on the spaceship, he coldly refused. But the second time, at the banquet, he didn’t refuse. Probably because you were present, he gave you, his ‘senior’, some face?”
Emile asked curiously, “What if he had refused a second time?”
Luo Fei shrugged. “Then I would have tried a third time, a fourth time—I am a very patient person.”
Emile couldn’t help but retort, “What patience? I think it’s just a thick skin, isn’t it?”
Luo Fei nodded. “You could say that too.”
Emile: “…”
He actually admitted it? Quite self-aware.
The two chatted and joked as they toured the base.
With Emile’s introductions, Luo Fei saw many plants and flowers he hadn’t seen before.
Strangely, no matter what rare flowers or plants he saw, the image of Mo Han’s figure kept surfacing in his mind—Mo Han in simple slim-fit trousers and a thin white sweater, standing by the flower bushes, eyes narrowed in that languid, content manner. It was like the most beautiful movie frame, frozen in Luo Fei’s memory.
A handsome Alpha youth, full of mystery, had piqued Luo Fei’s curiosity to an unprecedented peak.
Being this interested in a single person was an experience Luo Fei had never had in his eighteen years of life.
