On the weekend, besides his job moving ice blocks at the Ice Factory, Lu Zhou usually arranged some other odd jobs as well. However, that Saturday, he adjusted all his work schedules and waited downstairs early for Xun Ji.
“This is Medicinal Porridge made with warming ingredients to dispel cold. Young Master, have a bowl.” Uncle Li served breakfast to the bleary-eyed Xun Ji and asked, “Young Master has been coming home late lately. Is there something going on at school?”
“Yeah, a bit.” Xun Ji closed his eyes and took two sips. “Did you make this again?” But the question was not directed at Uncle Li.
At the dining table, a head of black hair was buried in his meal, and he let out a soft “Mm.”
“What’s going on at school that keeps you so late?” Lu Zhou held back for a moment but still asked.
“I need to complete a physics experiment.” Xun Ji gave a vague answer and handed his empty bowl to Uncle Li. “One more bowl.”
Uncle Li refilled it for him and chuckled in praise. “Lu Zhou’s skills have gotten better and better. He specially learned this Medicinal Porridge recipe from the traditional Chinese medicine hall. I can’t even make it.”
Ever since the last time Lu Zhou cooked porridge for Xun Ji when he was sick and got criticized for it, he seemed to have developed a rivalry with cooking. Not just porridge—he learned frying, stir-frying, steaming, boiling, stewing, and roasting from Uncle Li whenever he had time. Now, his cooking looked quite professional.
On top of that, he had an extremely precise grasp of Xun Ji’s tastes. Nowadays, more and more dishes made by Lu Zhou appeared on Xun Ji’s table.
“Tastes good.” After his taste buds woke up, Xun Ji finally became a bit more alert.
Lu Zhou’s lips curved up almost imperceptibly. “It’ll be very cold at the Back Mountain later. Young Master Xun, wear more layers.”
The Back Mountain of Yaoxing Academy had been transformed into an advanced sports venue. Normally open to the public were the golf course, equestrian training field, rock climbing area, and more. Come winter, they spent a fortune making snow and ice, opening up practice areas for various snow and ice sports. The Winter Sports Meet was also held there.
Xun Ji obediently changed into a long white down jacket.
It was a classic piece from a luxury brand, with top-notch fit and design that accentuated his already tall and imposing figure. The cold white down jacket made his features look even more aloof, but his golden hair gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight added a touch of warmth. The contrasting aura looked perfectly harmonious on the noble Little Young Master.
Lu Zhou kept getting distracted, stealing glances at the figure half a body length ahead of him. His fingers itched in his pocket, tempted to pull out his mobile phone and sneak a few photos, but he feared the Little Young Master would discover his perverted behavior.
“What are you daydreaming about? You walked into the snowfield without noticing.” Xun Ji grabbed Lu Zhou, whose calves had sunk two sections deep into the snow. “Can you get up on your own?”
Lu Zhou suppressed a trace of embarrassment and said gravely, “I can’t. The snow’s too deep.”
Xun Ji had no choice but to support his waist with his other hand and yanked him out of the snow pit with a forceful pull.
Lu Zhou crashed right into him, their black and white down jackets pressing tightly together.
“Did Young Master Xun spray perfume?” Lu Zhou whispered softly by his ear. “There’s a nice scent.”
“Nope.” Xun Ji straightened him up properly and thought for a moment. “Maybe it’s the new shampoo I switched to yesterday.” It was something like pine berry fragrance.
Lu Zhou stared at him, then suddenly lunged back, placing his hands on Xun Ji’s shoulders and tiptoeing lightly to bury his face in Xun Ji’s hair and take a deep breath.
“It really is the shampoo scent. I got it wrong.” In an instant, Lu Zhou released him and concluded nonchalantly.
【Host, the Protagonist is taking advantage of you! So perverted!】 The System exclaimed in shock.
“No way. He probably just likes the shampoo scent.”
Xun Ji didn’t mind and generously told Lu Zhou, “If you like it, I’ll have Uncle Li send you a bottle later.”
The two continued toward the Ice Hockey field, unaware that on a ski slope where a few people practiced sporadically, a mobile phone was aimed remotely at them.
The Ice Hockey field was empty early in the morning. Lu Zhou set down his large backpack and began preparations.
Xun Ji curiously leaned over. “I wanted to ask earlier—what’s with the huge bag?”
Lu Zhou pulled out a full set of protective gear and naturally tried to put it on Xun Ji. Xun Ji stepped back with a laugh. “I don’t need that. If anyone’s wearing it, it should be you.”
Lu Zhou didn’t insist and took out Hand Warmers and a Windproof Mask, gesturing for Xun Ji to use them. Xun Ji: “……It’s not that cold.”
Lu Zhou kept pulling out more: Xun Ji’s usual Thermos Flask, Little Pastries that Xun Ji loved, and even a Folding Chair and a Sun Umbrella.
Xun Ji: “……”
“If Young Master Xun gets tired teaching me, you can rest.” Lu Zhou explained.
Xun Ji felt a mix of emotions and couldn’t help sighing. “Lu Zhou, it’s such a waste that you don’t date.” What a shame he was born into a no-CP dark revenge story. With his all-around thoughtful personality, he should be the caring top student boyfriend in a girls’ school romance novel.
Lu Zhou paused in his actions and slowly raised his gaze to Xun Ji. “Does Young Master Xun hope I date?”