Chapter 173 Power Outage

Tonight's snowfall certainly lives up to its "blizzard" reputation. On the way to the hotel, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snow piled up deeper and deeper. The snow that hadn't been cleared in time was compacted by the passing vehicles and spread on the road. The normally wide and straight road instantly turned into a mirror-like surface where you could see vehicles slipping, breaking down, and colliding with each other. The cars were lined up crookedly on the side of the road, waiting for the traffic police to determine responsibility and for the insurance company or road administration to come to the rescue.

Fortunately, the driver was a seasoned veteran of driving in Yunshan and possessed excellent skills. In addition, the luxury van provided by the film crew was in good condition. The two arrived at the hotel safely, avoiding the fate of freezing outdoors.

After entering the room, Xia Mian went to the bathroom first, put a disposable bath bag in the bathtub, filled it with water, and then asked around in the crew's group chat. Seeing that everyone had returned safely, he finally felt relieved, took off his clothes, and went to take a shower.

After rinsing off and filling the bathtub, he was exhausted from his first day of work, especially with fight scenes. He planned to take a nice hot bath to relax.

Chestnut had already prepared the bath supplies for him, categorizing them and placing them in the bathroom cabinet beforehand. He picked and chose from a carefully arranged box of bath bombs, finally selecting a pink one and tossing it into the bathtub.

With a hissing sound, the bath bomb melts quickly, and essential oils and deep-sea mineral salts, along with a lively peach scent, diffuse into the air, making the entire bathroom feel like a giant peach.

Xia Mian went to the wine cabinet again and selected a 1990 Romanée-Conti. Because of the difficulty in transportation, he only brought four bottles of red wine this time, intending to save them for important occasions, such as holidays, or when he finished filming and left the crew.

But for some reason, he really wanted to drink something today. Like a bath bomb; he wasn't exactly a refined guy, but today he really wanted to use one.

He seems... a little happy.

There was an early scene tomorrow, so he restrained himself and only poured half a glass. He lay in the bathtub, smelling the peach scent and the rich aroma of red wine, with a faint hint of the fragrance of just-worn roses.

Compared to the bitter cold, the bathroom was full of life. Summer was immersed in it, and the emotions that had just settled down surged up uncontrollably again.

When he was worrying about how to find a reliable buyer, it was Zhou Pingchuan who instructed Changhai Century to contact him.

When he was anxious about his first film role failing, it was Zhou Pingchuan who personally stepped in and asked Ji Cen to come and help save the day.

He might never have known these things if Ji Cen hadn't told him, because Zhou Pingchuan never boasted about his achievements in front of him.

Xia Mian suddenly remembered the day the two of them moved back to the master bedroom.

He went on and on about his New Year's plans to Zhou Pingchuan, who listened attentively and then simply said, "I understand."

Four simple words encapsulated Zhou Pingchuan's entire heart. Zhou Pingchuan was indeed sparing with words and autocratic, but he was also undeniably... good to him.

Since their marriage, Zhou Pingchuan has done so much for him. For example, when Zhu Ziqi framed him and he was imprisoned, Zhou Pingchuan was the first to rush to the detention center and get him out. He also kept his promise to give him a grand wedding, spending lavishly on a staggering dowry that shocked the entire internet. And then there are the credit cards that allow him to spend money like water, and the "treasure" he showed during his live stream a few days ago...

What Zhou Pingchuan can offer may be different from the way he wants to get along, but the reason why "people" are so complex is that everyone has their own personality, their own way of thinking and their own code of conduct.

If—and he meant if—Zhou Pingchuan could continue to treat him this well, would the matter of being suitable for someone... become less important?

It's easiest to get tipsy when you're alone late at night, especially after taking a few sips of red wine.

Xia Mian had a fleeting thought of tearing down that high wall, but standing by it, he hesitated. He was a passionate and pure person; once he decided to give, he would give without reservation—of course, he wasn't afraid of the wounds that came with giving without reservation.

What I fear is that the wound is so ridiculous that it completely destroys any sense of dignity.

He's extremely concerned about his image!

Xia Mian put down her wine glass, picked up her phone, opened the WeChat chat window, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, deleting and typing again, but ultimately not sending a single word.

"Fine, I'll leave it at that for now." He tossed his phone aside in frustration. Just as he was about to get out of the bathtub, everything suddenly went dark.

Is there a power outage?

Afraid of slipping, Xia Mian carefully stepped out of the bathtub, fumbled for a towel to pull over herself, and while hastily drying her body, she turned on her phone's flashlight, intending to find the electrical control box in the entryway.

Before she even arrived, Chestnut called: "Xia, are you scared being alone?"

"Is your room without power too?" Xia Mian asked.

"Hmm, it's probably a power outage caused by the blizzard. I saw in the notification that several areas are experiencing power outages. If you're scared, I'll come over and keep you company."

More than an assistant, Chestnut was like a friend or an older sister to him. They had a good relationship, but after all, men and women are different, and being alone in a room late at night could easily lead to gossip. He didn't mind, but Chestnut was still single, and it wouldn't be good if it affected her finding a boyfriend or girlfriend.

"I'm not afraid."

"Okay, call me if you need anything tonight."

Xia Mian told Li Zi to rest well and not to worry. After hanging up the phone, he tied his bathrobe around his waist, returned to the bedroom, and stood in front of the glass window.

There was no point in going to the switch box for a localized power outage. He glanced out the window; as Chestnut had said, everything was pitch black, the entire city shrouded in darkness, with the moon as the only source of light.

Xia Mian isn't actually afraid of the dark. When he was little, his parents were busy with their business, so the maid had to lull him to sleep. As he got older, the maid stopped keeping him company, and he spent almost every night by himself, except when he went out to play.

But today was different. The boundless darkness, like a giant blanket, swept over him, making him feel uneasy.

Xia Mian turned and burrowed into the covers, typing out the message she hadn't sent earlier with lightning speed: 【What are you doing?】

The message was sent successfully, and he looked at the screen.

He was met with the crisp ring of the telephone.

The voice on the other end was normal: "Just finished washing up. What are you doing?"

"I had just finished taking a bath and hadn't even had time to rinse off the suds when the power went out at Yunshan."

"Because of the blizzard?"

Xia Mian asked in surprise, "...How did you know?"

Zhou Pingchuan knew this, of course. During Xia Mian's time on set, the bodyguard team would report to Yu Heng regularly.

Yu Heng was very shrewd. No sooner had the head of the bodyguard team sent the message than he immediately informed Zhou Pingchuan. He didn't let even the smallest thing go unnoticed.

"That's what Yu Heng said."

Summer Sleep: "Oh."

"When is the power expected to be restored?" Zhou Pingchuan asked again.

"No official notice has been issued yet. The affected areas are quite extensive, so it will probably be delayed."

"Won't you be scared to sleep alone?"

It's like he's not afraid to sleep with someone. This lion surnamed Zhou is the worst, both strong and wicked. Last night he devoured the little deer until she was weak and trembling, bleeding almost to death. He couldn't even get an erection this morning!

Xia Mian sneered: "Of course I'm not afraid. I'm more afraid of sleeping with you."

Zhou Pingchuan: "I understand."

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