The room was too quiet, and the sound of the heartbeat seemed unusually loud. The volume was so high that it felt like the entire person had turned into a heartbeat amplifier.
Song Jianchu’s face quickly turned red, exposed under Mu Ye’s gaze, with nowhere to hide.
When Song Jianchu was in school, many girls confessed their feelings to him, and when he studied abroad, he even had male alumni from foreign countries express interest in him. However, he had never been particularly interested in love. When someone confessed to him, he didn’t feel any special emotions; instead, he felt burdened and just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.
But this time, he clearly sensed a strong and undeniable pleasure in his heart.
Mu Ye liked him.
The low response kept replaying in his mind.
Song Jianchu repeatedly confirmed this fact in his mind.
His heartbeat intensified, his breath became warm, and his fingers clenched the blanket.
In just a few seconds in reality, Song Jianchu quickly thought about many things.
Although Qin Fang had mentioned this possibility to him before, Song Jianchu never dared to think much about it.
If it weren’t for getting sick and doing the foolish act of becoming an idol’s sponsor, this person’s name would probably only appear on his playlist for a lifetime.
The responsibilities of being a sponsor and being in a real relationship were completely different and couldn’t be compared at all.
If he entered a relationship with Mu Ye, he could no longer hide his illness.
The emotions in Song Jianchu’s eyes gradually cooled down.
Until the compatibility test results were out, he seemed unable to provide a definite answer.
Song Jianchu’s lips moved slightly, “Mu…”
The voice that came out was hoarse and unclear.
Song Jianchu licked his dry lips, cleared his throat, and hesitated as his gaze lowered, “Teacher Mu, I…”
“It’s okay.” Mu Ye’s thumb caressed his Adam’s apple, covering his eyes, and he said, “No rush, you can tell me when you wake up.”
The palm on his eyelids felt hot, and it seemed that the temperature of the young fanboy had risen even more. Mu Ye regretted it a little; he shouldn’t have mentioned such things at a time like this, as if he had stimulated the patient.
Mu Ye spoke gently, “Be good, go to sleep.”
Listening to the man’s voice so close to his ear, Song Jianchu felt the touch of Mu Ye’s palm on his eyelids, and he held back the words he wanted to say.
He also felt relieved in his heart.
After lying with his eyes covered for a while, Song Jianchu removed the hand from his eyes and placed it on his own body. He turned over and nestled himself in Mu Ye’s embrace.
Mu Ye was still reflecting on himself when suddenly a head burrowed into his embrace, startling him. Mu Ye’s heart swelled once again. He hugged the person, his Adam’s apple rolling, and he took a subtle deep breath to calm himself.
He smiled helplessly, trying to make himself appear like a morally upright person with few desires. He gently patted the slightly thin boy’s back.
After a long time, Mu Ye thought that the person in his arms had already fallen asleep, so he gradually stopped patting.
The tip of the boy’s nose pressed against his chest, and whether it was a dream or a moment of wakefulness, a weak voice softly echoed against his chest, “Thank you, Teacher Mu.”
The next morning, the doctor conducted another examination on Song Jianchu.
The doctor said, “The fever has subsided. You should be able to continue recording. Just be careful not to overexert yourself.”
The production team
and the members were relieved.
“As expected of being young, you recover quickly even from illness,” Bai Xingyu said.
“You probably caught a chill outside yesterday,” Pei Shinian said. “Eat something good today, and you’ll be back to full health in no time.”
The fans who were worried all night in the live chat finally saw their son getting better.
[“My son had a fever last night?”]
[“Mom is so worried, pat pat.”]
[“Tsk, did he catch a cold?”]
[“My precious baby, don’t force yourself.”]
[“Please take good care of my baby, brothers.”]
The members sat together at the dining table, eating breakfast prepared by Bai Xingyu.
Song Jianchu wore a gray turtleneck sweater as instructed by Mu Ye. It was a bit thick, and he started sweating while eating the porridge. Mu Ye handed him a tissue to wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead.
Song Jianchu didn’t make much eye contact with Mu Ye and ate silently.
After resting well for half a day, he regained his appetite and quietly buried his head in drinking porridge.
Bai Xingyu observed and said, “If he can eat, then he must be fine.”
Song Jianchu’s bowl quickly emptied, and Mu Ye said, “Shall I fill it up for you again?”
Since he didn’t eat much last night, Song Jianchu’s stomach was empty, and he wanted to eat more to replenish his energy. “Thank you.”
Mu Ye picked up Song Jianchu’s empty bowl and filled it with a full bowl of porridge. “Eat more and rest a bit more after you finish.”
[“Wuwuwu, my good son, eat more”]
[“Thank you, Teacher Mu, for taking care of him! Thank you!”]
[“With such a good Teacher Mu around, Mom can rest assured”]
After knowing the secret, Pei Shinian couldn’t help but watch the interaction between the two, not wanting to miss any details.
“Brother,” Pei Shinian said meaningfully, “you’re like a young wife in a landlord’s family.”
Mu Ye calmly replied, “And you’re like a foolish son in a landlord’s family. Why are you wearing a hat while eating?”
“Brother, you don’t understand fashion. This hat is so cool!” Pei Shinian picked up his phone and took a picture of himself, nodding in satisfaction. “It’s not that cold in Beijing, and I haven’t had a chance to wear this hat since I bought it. I’m going to wear it enough this time before going back.”
Mu Ye placed the porridge in front of Song Jianchu and picked up Pei Shinian’s bowl. “You should eat more too.”
Pei Shinian felt warmed by his gesture. “It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about me. I have a strong constitution and rarely get sick.”
Mu Ye filled a large bowl and handed it back. “Eat well and then work hard.”
Pei Shinian: “.”
“This is amazing,” Pei Shinian said speechlessly, “Brother, your double standards are so obvious.”
The staff of the program couldn’t help but laugh softly.
[“Hahaha”]
[“Welcome everyone to watch Teacher Mu’s performance: Love’s Double Standards”]
After finishing another bowl of porridge, Song Jianchu looked outside the window and absentmindedly said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen so much snow.”
Mu Ye turned his head when he heard the voice.
The sunlight, purified by the snow, was very clear, illuminating the boy’s face and making his features appear cleaner. His skin seemed slightly pale. The color of his hair had faded into a light pink, which, combined with the gray sweater, softened his demeanor and made his expression unusually gentle.
Mu Ye stared, unable to help himself, and reached out to ruffle the young fanboy’s head. His tone became very gentle. “Do you like snow?”
Mu Ye was hesitating whether to take the young fanboy out to play in the snow, but he was worried that he might catch a cold.
Song Jianchu, with a cold expression, said, “I don’t like it.”
Mu Ye: “.”
Song Jianchu furrowed his brows. “Snow isn’t really romantic. The day after a snowfall is always cold, and the melting snow can cause icy roads, leading to an increased risk of traffic accidents.”
Mu Ye tightened his lips, trying to hold back his laughter, and nodded. “Indeed.”
[“Hahaha, Jianchu, the Romantic Black Hole”]
[“Oh no, Teacher Mu, please be more understanding. My son is a science student”]
“This snow is almost up to my knees,” Pei Shinian exclaimed in surprise.
After an unusual heavy snowfall throughout the night, the weather cleared up the next day. The sunlight was bright, and apart from the blinding white snow, nothing else could be seen outside. The staff struggled to move around in the snow, and the snow accumulation was considerable.
[“Wow! So beautiful!!!”]
[“I want to go play in the snow!”]
[“Can I book a room now? Is the road passable?”]
Mu Ye said to Song Jianchu, “Jianchu, you’ll be in charge of commanding today. Don’t move around recklessly.”
“Okay,” Pei Shinian said, “Today, you’ll be in command, and you don’t need to do anything.”
Bai Xingyu looked outside and said, “There won’t be any guests today. I don’t see any activities besides snow removal.”
Just as Bai Xingyu finished speaking, the phone on the first floor rang, and everyone turned to look.
Pei Shinian ran over and said, “I’ll answer it.”
Pei Shinian picked up the phone and put it on speakerphone. “Hello.”
A polite young girl asked, “Hello, is this Snow Village Inn?”
“Yes, who’s calling?”
“I made a reservation to stay today. I’ve arrived at the high-speed rail station, but there are no taxis available here. Can you come and pick me up?”
The members looked surprised.
Bai Xingyu whispered, “There really is a guest?”
Mu Ye: “Incredible.”
[“Hahaha”]
[“Teacher Mu, you shouldn’t be this adorable!”]
[“The King of Music, Mu Ye”]
“Ah… um, please wait a moment.” Pei Shinian turned around and asked, “Manager, can we go and pick them up?”
Song Jianchu immediately checked the distance from here to the high-speed rail station on his phone and nodded, “Yes, but we have to wait for the snow removal vehicle to clear the road. It might take the guest about an hour to wait there.”
Pei Shinian communicated with the guest and hung up the phone.
Bai Xingyu said, “But the road won’t be passable for a while. How do we pick them up?”
“We’ve already arranged for a snow removal vehicle,” Song Jianchu checked his phone and said, “The road is now clear up to the entrance of the village. In another twenty minutes, we should be able to clear a path for vehicles.”
“When did you arrange for the snow removal vehicle?” Bai Xingyu was taken aback.
“Last night,” Song Jianchu replied.
“As expected of our leader,” Pei Shinian immediately praised, “You have such high work efficiency!”
[“As expected of my son”]
[“This kind of leader makes people feel at ease”]
[“Great job, great job!”]
[“Hahaha, Rainbow Fart Xiao Pei is online”]
Song Jianchu asked the director, “Where can we see the guest’s reservation order?”
The director handed him a mobile phone, saying, “This inn can be booked online. These are the customer orders from the past few days.”
Everyone raised the phone to take a look, and Pei Shiniang gasped, “Oh my god, the orders are so full?”
“All the rooms for the next three days are fully booked,” Mu Ye raised an eyebrow.
“And there are meal services for breakfast, lunch, and dinner on these orders,” Bai Xingyu noticed the key point.
“And there are orders for travel photography,” Lu Shen added.
Pei Shinian was shocked, “And there’s even transportation service to the attractions? Can we handle all of this?”
[“Is this place very famous? Why haven’t I heard of it?”]
[“The locals in this village know about it more. It’s a niche tourist spot.”]
[“I just went there with friends a few days ago, sob, why do I regret not staying longer?”]
[“Crying, the rooms are already fully booked (envious tears)”]
[“Another group of real-life lucky fish”]
Bai Xingyu got angry and started scolding the director again, “Can you handle all of this? Why didn’t you make it clear yesterday?”
“I knew it wouldn’t be that easy for us,” Pei Shinian felt hopeless, she slumped and grabbed her hair, “This might be the most chaotic episode.”
The sound of the snow removal vehicle rumbling outside, the road had already been cleared up to the inn.
Song Jianchu calmly said, “The road is clear now. Let’s go and pick up the guest at the high-speed rail station.”
Mu Ye stood up and put on his coat, saying, “I’ll go and pick them up.”
Song Jianchu glanced at Mu Ye and immediately stood up as well, saying, “I’ll go with you. You all prepare the guest’s room and when I come back, we’ll have a meeting to allocate everyone’s specific tasks.”
“Jianchu, you stay here,” Bai Xingyu said, “You’re just about right, don’t go out and catch a cold again.”
Mu Ye said, “Let me go alone. Give me the guest’s phone number.”
“I want to go out and take a look,” Song Jianchu quickly exchanged glances with Mu Ye, paused, and said, “Also, I’ll find nearby markets while I’m out. The delivery service might not reach here for now, so we can only purchase fresh vegetables locally.”
Mu Ye instantly caught the signal and smiled, “Then don’t get off the car, just wait in the car. Wear a scarf and hat.”
They got into the car, finally having some alone time.
Song Jianchu fastened his seatbelt and glanced at the cameras in the car, furrowing his brows.
[“Why are you frowning at the cameras? Don’t want Mom to see you?”]
[“What are you looking at! Look at the screen and I’ll give you a kiss!”]
[“Staring—“]
[“Hehe, I guess Stinky Treasure wants to have some alone time with Teacher Mu and finds the cameras bothersome”]
[“Give up, you guys have a mission, of course the footage will be provided to you”]
Mu Ye started driving.
The whole world has turned into a land of ice and snow. The car drove on a flat road, with a wide field covered in pure white snow on both sides, making the sky exceptionally fresh.
Song Jianchu had originally wanted to talk to Mu Ye alone and continue the conversation they couldn’t finish last night.
Lost in his thoughts about what he wanted to say, he forgot there were cameras in the car.
This time, it was Bai Xingyu’s turn to come along.
Song Jianchu sighed inwardly.
Because the road was slippery due to the snow, Mu Ye focused on driving and didn’t speak.
Song Jianchu discreetly glanced to the side, then looked out the window. Although his eyes were met with beautiful scenery, he had no interest in admiring it. He pursed his lips, feeling restless.
[“Peeking at Teacher Mu for the fifth time!”]
[“Is the male god handsome?”]
[“Why does my son seem shy today?”]
[“Is he planning to confess?”]
[“What? Stinky Treasure wants to confess to Teacher Mu?”]
[“Spread the news, Song Jianchu is going to propose to Mu Ye!”]
[“Alright! Let’s get started! Mom is ready to record!!”]
Since they couldn’t talk anyway, Song Jianchu rested his head against the car window, lazily half-closing his eyes, preparing to take another nap.
Suddenly, Mu Ye called out to him, “Chu Chu.”
“Hmm?” Song Jianchu quickly sat up and turned his head.
Mu Ye glanced at him with a smile and said, “Let’s play a song.”
Song Jianchu connected his phone to the car’s Bluetooth and asked, “What do you want to listen to?”
Mu Ye thought for a moment and said, “One of my songs?”
Song Jianchu couldn’t help but laugh, and the corners of his mouth, which had been sulking, lifted slightly.
[“Requesting your own song in a program, truly fitting for you”]
[“Ah ah ah, I want to listen to my husband’s song too!”]
[“Sure, that’s easy. Rainbow Fart Xiao Pei, open the playlist and put it on loop”]
Song Jianchu didn’t even need to search, he directly opened his playlist and asked, “Which one?”
Mu Ye said, “The one you like.”
A slight warmth spread across Song Jianchu’s face, and calmly, he scrolled through the list with his finger.
[“Teacher Mu, you’re making things difficult for your devoted fanboy”]
[“Let me say on his behalf: He likes every one of your songs!!”]
[“Ah ah ah, the one you like”]
Song Jianchu played one.
A light and pleasant song filled the car.
The original singer sat right beside him, and it felt a bit magical. Song Jianchu instinctively used his hand to block the camera and occasionally shifted his gaze to the side.
Unknowingly, his gaze lingered a bit too long, and Mu Ye noticed, suddenly letting out a laugh.
The man’s voice blended with the music, becoming clearer and more real.
Song Jianchu immediately averted his gaze, biting his lip with embarrassment.
[“Ah ah ah, I can’t handle that laugh”]
[“It feels like the enchanting one laughs so seductively today”]
“Chu Chu.”
Song Jianchu composed himself and turned his head again, saying, “Hmm?”
Mu Ye focused on the road and said, “Stop looking at me.”
Song Jianchu’s face immediately turned red. He tugged at his knit cap, leaned against the car window, and closed his eyes, looking out the window with a sense of resignation. “…Oh.”
“Look again after we get off the highway.”
Song Jianchu was momentarily stunned, then hesitated and turned his head, asking, “?”
The corners of Mu Ye’s lips curled up slightly, his gaze containing affection as he glanced at him.
Mu Ye adjusted his line of sight, feeling a little embarrassed as he smiled and said, “I’ll get nervous.”