Li Yuheng grinned: "We—come from the heavens!"
The old man laughed heartily: "Young man, you're really good at joking!"
The motorcycle and the tricycle climbed to the top of the hill together, and the road ahead was downhill.
Li Yuheng pulled his foot back and waved to the old man: "Grandpa, please slow down, the downhill road is slippery!"
The old man nodded: "Okay! Thank you, young man!"
Shu Bai twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle accelerated instantly, leaving the tricycle far behind.
Li Yuheng shrank his neck, pressed his face against Shu Bai's back, and said in a muffled voice, "Teacher Shu Bai, let's go home quickly, I'm freezing."
Shu Bai didn't say anything, but the car's speed clearly increased by another gear.
The motorcycle sped through the rain, traversing the wet streets and turning onto a quiet country lane.
At the end of the road stood a two-story building with white walls and black tiles. Several fruit trees grew in the yard, glistening after being washed by the rain.
Shu Bai parked the car under the eaves, took off his helmet, and shook the water droplets off his hair: "We're here."
…
When Li Yuheng came out of the shower, her hair was still dripping wet.
The hibiscus tree in the yard looked particularly vibrant after the rain, its pink and white blossoms glistening with water droplets in the setting sun.
"Teacher Shubai," Li Yuheng leaned out of the windowsill, his wet head sticking out, "Can I pick these flowers?"
Shu Bai was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, not even looking up: "Whatever."
Li Yuheng immediately rushed into the yard and squatted under the hibiscus tree, picking and choosing.
He picked up a whole flower that had just fallen to the ground, looked at it from left to right in the sunset, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He tucked the flower behind his ear, took out his phone, and took a selfie.
In the photo, his wet hair is messy, with pink and white hibiscus flowers tucked behind his ears, and he is smiling brightly.
The setting sun gilded his silhouette, making even the water droplets on his eyelashes sparkle.
He admired it for a while, nodded in satisfaction, and sent it to Jiang Wei first: [Cousin, am I handsome?]
Jiang Wei replied instantly: 【? Are you sick?】
Li Yuheng: [Jealousy makes you ugly]
Jiang Wei: [Get lost]
Li Yuheng didn't take it seriously, and opened Weibo again, editing a post:
[First day of rural life [sun]]
The accompanying picture is that selfie with a hibiscus tucked behind her ear.
After posting on Weibo, he smugly enjoyed the flood of compliments that poured into the comments section for a while.
【Ahhh, my husband is killing me!】
[What is this? A lotus emerging from the water!]
[The way she tucked the flower behind her ear is amazing!]
Is the setting the countryside? Could it be that they really went into seclusion with Shu Bai?
Li Yuheng selected a few replies:
[Yeah, in the countryside [doge emoji]]
[The flowers at Teacher Shubai's house [sun]]
The comment section instantly erupted:
[It's confirmed!]
Holy crap! Is this an official announcement?!
[The horizontal and vertical pairing is real!!!]
Li Yuheng exited Weibo with satisfaction, looking at his phone screen from left to right, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he was incredibly handsome.
"Tsk tsk tsk," he exclaimed, shaking his head, "These features, these contours, this aura... No wonder he's the Crown Prince of the Underworld, his natural beauty is hard to ignore!"
A mechanical voice from 0090 sounded eerily: "Young Master, do you know how to spell 'narcissism'?"
Li Yuheng ignored him, continuing to revel in his own stunning good looks: "Little system, look at this photo, the composition, the lighting, the atmosphere... absolutely amazing!"
He tapped the screen to zoom in on the photo's details: "Even the water droplets are photographed so artistically, as expected of me!"
0090: [...]
Li Yuheng was increasingly satisfied with the photo and simply set it as his phone wallpaper: "Seeing such a handsome face first thing every morning when I wake up always improves my mood."
As he spoke, he walked into the house, stopping to admire himself in the full-length mirror and striking a few poses: "Tsk tsk, what proportions, what muscle definition... what a stunner!"
Shu Bai frowned when he heard Li Yuheng muttering to himself: "What are you talking to yourself about? It's noisy."
Li Yuheng immediately rushed into the kitchen, still holding the hibiscus flower in her hand, and leaned against the cutting board in an affected manner: "Teacher Shubai, tell me—is the flower more beautiful or the person more beautiful?"
Shu Bai didn't even look up, and with a few swift strokes of the knife, neatly arranged the carrot slices on the cutting board: "Of course, it's flowers."
Li Yuheng curled the corners of his lips, then suddenly reached out and tucked the pink and white hibiscus behind Shu Bai's ear.
His fingertips brushed against his pale earlobe and touched a patch of burning skin.
"I think she's beautiful."
The flowers turned red instantly.
The kitchen fell silent instantly, with only the sound of their heartbeats remaining.
Thump, thump, thump.
The sound was deafening.
…
At the entrance of the chicken farm, Li Yuheng squatted on the ground, staring at a haughty rooster.
"Teacher Shubai," he shouted without turning his head, "is this chicken looking down on me?"
Shu Bai was counting the number of chicks with the boss when she heard this and glanced at him, saying, "It just thinks you're stupid."
Li Yuheng, unconvinced, reached out to touch the rooster's comb: "Hey, I'm the top star—"
"Cluck cluck cluck!" The rooster suddenly flapped its wings, its sharp beak pecking at his hand like lightning.
"Holy crap!" Li Yuheng took a step back and almost sat down in a pile of chicken droppings.
Upon seeing this, Shu Bai immediately raised his phone, the camera steadily aimed at the scene.
"Shu Bai!" Li Yuheng frantically circled the feed bin. "Stop filming! Help!"
The rooster chased after it relentlessly, its feathers bristling like an angry dandelion.
The shop owner quickly grabbed a broom to defuse the situation: "Oh dear, this rooster is fierce; it only pecks strangers!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Yuheng darted behind Shu Bai and grabbed his clothes to complain, "It attacked first!"
Shu Bai glanced down at the distorted hem of his clothes, then looked up at Li Yuheng's messy hair and straw-covered trouser legs in the camera lens, and twitched his lips: "Li Yuheng, your image is more shattered than chicken droppings."
The boss chuckled and handed over a cage of chirping chicks: "Young people raising chickens for the first time are all like this. Go back and cut some garlic to mix into the feed to prevent disease!"
On the motorcycle ride back, the chicken coop was placed between the two of them.
Li Yuheng glanced at Shu Bai for the nth time: "Are you really going to post the video online?"
"..."
"I'm telling you, what you're doing is very immoral."
"..."
"Very disappointing."
"..."
Shu Bai finally couldn't hold back her laughter and burst out laughing, the two small moles at the corners of her eyes trembling slightly with her smile: "What are you afraid of? The burden of being a top star?"
Li Yuheng seized the opportunity to lean closer: "Teacher Shu Bai, if you dare to post this, I'll—"
The motorcycle suddenly braked, and Li Yuheng tumbled forward, almost causing the chicken coop to fly out of his hand.
"Chirp chirp chirp!" The chicks fluttered about in a panic.
Shu Bai glanced at him sideways: "So what?"
Li Yuheng's Adam's apple bobbed: "...I just keep commenting 'My wife is so beautiful' on your Weibo every day."
Shu Bai: "..."
He twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle shot forward. Li Yuheng was thrown backward by the inertia and hurriedly grabbed the chicken coop.
"Chirp chirp chirp!" The chicks stirred again.
Li Yuheng looked down at the furry little creatures in the cage and suddenly smiled: "Teacher Shubai, shall we give them names?"
Shu Bai didn't even turn her head: "Whatever."
Li Yuheng pointed to one of the most lively little yellow chicks: "This is Li Xiaoheng."
He then pointed to another quiet little white chick: "That's Shu Xiaobai."
Shu Bai: "..."
Li Yuheng continued naming the flowers with great enthusiasm: "The one with the flower is Jiang Xiaowei, the one with the black flower is Zhao Xiaowen, and the one with the spots is You Xiaoke..."
As Shu Bai listened to Li Yuheng behind him rambling on about naming the chicks, his fingertips unconsciously tightened on the motorcycle handlebars.
As the wind whistled past his ears, he suddenly remembered the video in his phone's photo album, showing Li Yuheng being chased around the field by a rooster in a disheveled state.
Send it out?
How could that be?
Shu Bai squinted, the road ahead stretching out as a thin line in his field of vision.
That kind of mentally challenged look... only he could bear to see it.
Just like the water droplets on Li Yuheng's eyelashes when he tucked a flower behind his ear, like the stray hairs sticking to his neck after being soaked by the rain, like his silly appearance as he wandered around the yard early in the morning, still half asleep and with a toothbrush in his mouth.
They're all his.
Shu Bai slammed on the gas pedal, and the motorcycle roared as it sped through the last bend, startling a flock of sparrows in the roadside bushes.
Li Yuheng cried out "Ouch!" from behind, frantically protecting the chicken coop: "Teacher Shubai! The chicks are about to vomit!"
Shu Bai's lips curled up slightly, and he muttered under his breath in the wind, "...idiot."
The voice was so soft that even he couldn't hear it, yet it made a certain part of his chest feel inexplicably hot.
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