Chapter 14

Camping to watch the meteor shower.

After thinking over Lu Jiuxu’s words, Su Xingyao looked at him in surprise, finally realizing that he was asking if Su Xingyao wanted to go with him.

Su Xingyao was a little surprised.

After all, based on Lu Jiuxu’s personality, he seemed like the kind of person who rarely took the initiative to invite others…

But Su Xingyao had heard him clearly just now, he was indeed explicitly inviting him, and it wasn’t a casual, polite invitation made on the spot.

Lu Jiuxu wouldn’t do that, nor would he need to.

Su Xingyao glanced at the sky, noting that it was already getting late.

At this time, it wasn’t the best moment to start a camping trip.

So, Lu Jiuxu was really waiting for him…

Su Xingyao felt a little surprised but also thought that perhaps everything felt normal in a way.

Although he and Lu Jiuxu had never specifically confirmed their relationship, it seemed as though, over time, they had become good friends without really noticing.

After quickly thinking it through, Su Xingyao looked at Lu Jiuxu.

He noticed that Lu Jiuxu’s gaze was still on his face.

Meeting his gaze, Su Xingyao politely declined the invitation.

“I have an appointment tomorrow morning, and I might not have enough time.”

He wasn’t lying.

Tomorrow, he had something very important to do, and he had already set the time with the other person yesterday.

If he went camping tonight, he probably wouldn’t make it back in time.

Lu Jiuxu’s expression didn’t change upon hearing this. He simply nodded, understanding, and didn’t press the matter further.

Su Xingyao smiled apologetically, pulling his suitcase as he began walking toward the villa.

Although his refusal was straightforward, he still felt a twinge of regret inside.

He had never seen a meteor with his own eyes.

The first time he heard about meteor showers was when he was five.

At that time, his sister eagerly told him she wanted to see the meteor shower with her own eyes and make a wish under the brilliant starry sky…

His sister told him that where there were shooting stars, wishes would come true.

He was too young at the time to fully understand what a meteor was.

But seeing how much his sister longed for it, he silently made a wish in his heart.

He hoped that one day, he could see one with the person most important to him.

Although his sister could never see it again, he still hoped that, if given the chance, he could go in her place and see it for himself.

Thinking about his sister, Su Xingyao couldn’t help but lower his eyes, and a dull pain began to throb in his heart.

Just then, Lu Jiuxu’s voice reached his ears again.

“We can go tomorrow night.”

Su Xingyao had been lost in thought and didn’t quite hear clearly. He looked up at Lu Jiuxu, confused. “What?”

“Tomorrow night, too.”

Lu Jiuxu’s tone was calm, but there was no hint of impatience.

“There will be one tomorrow night too, so we can go then.”

Lu Jiuxu’s two sentences instantly rekindled the hope that had faded from Su Xingyao’s eyes.

“Will I make it back in time by 5 p.m. tomorrow?”

Lu Jiuxu gave a soft hum.

“You’ll make it.”

The next day, Su Xingyao left early.

He was going to meet with the director and the head director of The Voice of Heaven.

Previously, when he had followed and logged into LostTide using his alias account to follow Lu Zhiyun, Su Xingyao had received an invitation from the show’s team.

At first, he thought it was just an advertisement from the director, Xiao Li, and almost blocked the person.

But later, when he logged into Weibo again, he found that the person had persistently sent him another message.

This time, the person didn’t waste words but instead sincerely introduced him to the competition.

She wrote over 10,000 words in total, and at the end, worried that he might not believe her, she even posted the program’s filing details.

Su Xingyao was moved by her sincerity after carefully reading her message. They successfully added each other on WeChat and arranged to meet today to discuss the details.

Su Xingyao looked up at the rising sun outside the car window.

He hadn’t actually expected that his alias account would be remembered by an industry director.

His parents strongly disliked him pursuing music, so he hadn’t updated anything on this account for the past two or three years.

The works on his profile were mostly pieces he had written while studying abroad.

Only during that time, when he was away from his parents, did he have the opportunity to share his work with some music enthusiasts in the industry.

But that was a long time ago.

Over the years, he had written many songs, but hadn’t released a single one.

The Shen family villa actually had a very professional music studio.

But his parents only allowed Shen Huaixi to use it.

Whenever he mentioned anything related to music, his parents would give him cold glares and mock him.

His father told him not to waste time on useless things.

His mother directly expressed that his singing was nothing special and that she didn’t want to hear him sing.

At the Shen family, he had no right to make his own choices, nor could he mention any of his hobbies.

Otherwise, it would end up like when he graduated from high school.

Just after he expressed to his parents that he wanted to attend a music academy to learn more professional knowledge, they immediately sent him abroad and forced him to study finance, something he didn’t like.

“Sir, your destination has arrived.”

“Okay.”

Su Xingyao took out his phone to scan and pay, then pulled down his hat and put on his mask before getting out of the taxi.

Following the navigation, he walked to the café where he had arranged to meet Xiao Li and sat down in a more secluded corner.

Twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man and a cute-looking girl arrived at his table.

The girl politely asked, “Excuse me, are you LostTide?”

Su Xingyao looked up at them, “Yes, please sit.”

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

The middle-aged man nodded at Su Xingyao and then sat across from him.

“Hello, I’m Song Yingming, the head director of The Voice of Heaven.”

After briefly introducing himself, Song Yingming’s gaze landed on the young man sitting across from him.

Although the other person was wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat that nearly covered his entire face, Song Yingming still felt that the man looked unusually familiar.

Earlier, when he had heard Xiao Li mention that LostTide proposed not showing their face if they wanted to participate in the competition, he had thought it was a bit strange.

Now, after meeting in person, the sense of familiarity from the other person immediately confirmed his suspicion.

This person’s identity surely wasn’t just that of an internet celebrity or creator.

Otherwise, such an odd request wouldn’t have been made.

However, Song Yingming had worked on talent shows and dating variety shows, and after years of experience in the entertainment industry, having earned the title of top variety director in China, he had seen all kinds of situations.

So, he went straight to the point and asked Su Xingyao.

“I think you should understand that, while singing is about vocal skills and talent, in our shows, we also need an atmosphere at the scene.”

“If you don’t show your face, competing with others will put you at a serious disadvantage.”

“And if you make it to the next round, or even to the finals, after so many performances, it will be hard to keep your identity hidden from the many pairs of eyes in the audience and from the staff backstage.”

Song Yingming raised some very practical concerns.

But these were things Su Xingyao had already considered when deciding to participate.

He was here to discuss it with the director.

“I hope I can wear a head costume for the competition.”

As he spoke, he made a simple drawing of a little bear with his fingers in the air.

“It’s that kind of mascot costume, where the shape of the person inside is hidden, and you can’t tell who they are. I’ll make some modifications for the competition so it won’t affect my singing.”

Song Yingming nodded upon hearing this, thinking the idea was interesting.

Su Xingyao continued, “But there’s one thing I need to ask of you, Director.”

“My voice… Could it be processed, except for the singing part? The areas offstage also need to be handled.”

When Song Yingming heard Su Xingyao mention his voice, he became even more sure that the man’s voice sounded familiar.

After a quick flash of several faces in his mind, he still couldn’t match the voice to anyone.

Although Song Yingming hadn’t figured out the other person’s identity yet, hearing what he said gave him a general sense of what was going on.

This was someone who needed to disguise their identity at all costs…

It’s easy to imagine that if they really invited him and the show aired, there could be huge trouble if his identity was accidentally revealed after the show started.

Xiao Li, standing by, also sensed something was off.

She immediately nervously looked at the director, her face filled with pleading.

She really admired LostTide’s talent and voice. Like any ordinary fan, she desperately wanted to provide her idol with a stage to showcase himself and let more people hear his music.

Xiao Li’s nervousness caused the atmosphere to tense up.

Su Xingyao looked at Xiao Li, who was so concerned about him, and calmly glanced at Song Yingming over his sunglasses.

He had already anticipated this situation, which was why he had requested to meet with the director, so the decision of whether to sign the contract with him could be left to Song Yingming.

Song Yingming smiled.

“Ah, relax, relax.”

After soothing the anxious Xiao Li, he casually spoke to Su Xingyao, “What you’re asking for is actually not that difficult. The production team can totally accommodate your request.”

He made a gesture as if to whisper and leaned slightly toward Su Xingyao. “But before we confirm your real identity, I’d like to ask why you want to do this.”

Su Xingyao replied half-jokingly, half-seriously.

“I’m afraid if I go up there directly, your show will get canceled due to the backlash.”

Song Yingming casually waved his hand, pointing to his thinning hair. “Do I look like someone who’s afraid of being criticized?”

If there was any episode of his variety show that didn’t get criticized by the audience, Song Yingming would be worried that his reputation as the top variety director might be at risk.

Song Yingming’s tone was a bit exaggerated, causing both Su Xingyao and Xiao Li to laugh.

After the laughter subsided, Su Xingyao became serious.

He looked into Song Yingming’s eyes and shared his true thoughts.

“I just want a stage, one where I can simply sing.”

“I don’t care who I am, I don’t care about my appearance, background, or past. I just want to communicate with everyone through music.”

Song Yingming fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

He stared intently at the young man in front of him.

In theory, this young man was quite contradictory.

Since he was willing to participate in the show, it meant he wanted, to some extent, to showcase himself on this stage and gain popularity.

But at the same time, he wanted to hide himself, only wishing to communicate through his singing.

This contradiction was something he couldn’t understand, but the last sentence from the other person truly struck a chord with him.

After thinking it over, he decided to agree.

“Alright, I understand. What you said is no problem. I can keep it a secret from everyone.”

“However, as the director, I still need to be responsible for the show. Every artist has to have their identity verified, so before signing the contract, I need to know who you are.”

Su Xingyao nodded and then took off his sunglasses and mask.

When Xiao Li finally saw his face, she was so shocked that she immediately covered her mouth.

On the other hand, Song Yingming suddenly had an epiphany.

If this person was Su Xingyao, everything seemed to make sense now.

As he left, he touched his hair, which had taken him years to grow back.

After all these years, he still couldn’t figure things out and ended up doing another music variety show, where yet another person who was hated by the entire internet appeared…

Tsk.

This script seemed a little too familiar…

—

After finalizing the details with the production team, Su Xingyao hurried back and made it to the villa before five o’clock.

Lu Jiuxu had already prepared everything, so Su Xingyao didn’t have to worry about anything. He simply threw his pre-packed luggage into the trunk, and the car headed for the campsite.

Su Xingyao had been traveling by car for the past few days and was feeling a little drowsy.

Noticing this, Lu Jiuxu, who was driving, turned off the car’s music.

“You should sleep for a bit. I’ll wake you when we get there.”

Su Xingyao, feeling too tired to refuse, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dark outside.

He glanced to the side and saw that Lu Jiuxu was looking down at his phone.

It seemed like Lu Jiuxu noticed his gaze and looked up.

“Awake?”

Su Xingyao mumbled in response, his voice still nasally, his mind not fully alert yet from just waking up.

“Let’s go. Dinner should be ready soon.”

Lu Jiuxu finished speaking and opened the car door.

When Su Xingyao reached up to open his own door, he realized that sometime during the ride, a piece of clothing had been draped over him.

It was Lu Jiuxu’s.

Su Xingyao folded the clothes and tucked them under his arm, following Lu Jiuxu to the trunk to grab their things.

After getting out of the car, Su Xingyao took in the scenery of the campsite.

Underfoot was a soft patch of grass, surrounded by low rose walls. In the distance, there were rolling green mountains, while a clear little stream flowed nearby.

A gentle breeze blew through the air, which seemed to carry the fresh scent of grass and flowers.

The moment he stepped onto the land, Su Xingyao felt his mood automatically relax.

Lu Jiuxu led him around the rose walls, and from a distance, he could see a group of young people busily working ahead.

Lu Zhiyun and the others had arrived earlier, and several telescopes were set up on the ground, with tables full of various foods.

The tents and tarps had long been set up, and now everyone was busy preparing the barbecue.

“Xingyao!”

While trying to manage the barbecue, Lu Zhiyun turned and saw Su Xingyao. He immediately dropped the squid he was grilling and ran straight to him.

“You’re finally awake.”

Lu Zhiyun’s first words revealed too much information.

Su Xingyao glanced at Lu Jiuxu, who seemed not to have heard anything. He put the tent down, unzipped it, and began setting it up.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Lu Zhiyun still couldn’t control himself. He lowered his voice and whispered into Su Xingyao’s ear.

“My brother told me not to disturb you earlier.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhiyun felt something flying toward him.

He quickly raised his hand to block it.

It was a small night light.

Lu Jiuxu’s voice followed immediately after.

“If you forget again, you can go down the mountain and buy it yourself.”

Lu Zhiyun chuckled awkwardly and quickly said, “I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare.”

Upon learning that he had slept for so long, and that Lu Jiuxu had stayed in the car waiting for him to wake up so as not to disturb him, Su Xingyao felt a bit embarrassed.

He walked over to Lu Jiuxu, picked up a tool, and offered to help set it up.

However, Lu Jiuxu declined.

“You go rest,” he said.

Having already taken a few steps, Lu Zhiyun immediately turned back when he heard this.

“My brother is an outdoor expert. He can handle going into the mountains alone, so just let him do it himself.”

“Come on, let’s go do something more fun.”

After saying this, Lu Zhiyun pulled Su Xingyao away to help hang some night lights on the tarp.

Despite his tough talk, Lu Zhiyun wasn’t very skilled at these tasks. The lights he hung were crooked and uneven.

In the end, it was Su Xingyao, with his sharp eye for design, who rewired the lights and got everything set up properly.

Once powered on, he flipped the switch, and one by one, the little night lights lit up, arranged in an irregular but pleasing pattern.

Immediately, the atmosphere at the campsite became much more inviting.

It wasn’t just Su Xingyao and the others camping here today, Lu Zhiyun had brought a few of his friends along as well.

Although they didn’t know Su Xingyao, no one seemed to feel uncomfortable around him.

After a brief introduction by Lu Zhiyun, everyone naturally started to interact with him.

One of the people was said to be a hotel chef who was especially skilled at barbecuing. He was in charge of most of the food preparation that evening, and Su Xingyao helped him with some tasks.

The group divided the work and spent over an hour getting everything ready before it was finally time to eat.

The table was filled with various delicious dishes and fruits. Nine people gathered around, and although it was a bit crowded, the atmosphere was lively and cheerful.

This was an experience Su Xingyao had never had before.

When he lived with his foster parents, he had no friends. After moving to the orphanage, he kept to himself.

Later, when he met Qin Mingchuan, he briefly had a few friends, but they all drifted apart because of his falling out with Shen Huaixi.

During his time studying abroad, he got along well with his roommates, but they were all very focused on their own fields, and they didn’t go out to socialize much.

So, this was truly the first time he had spent time with so many people, enjoying a social activity together.

When Lu Jiuxu had told him that Lu Zhiyun would bring a few friends along yesterday, Su Xingyao had been a little worried, afraid that he wouldn’t be able to fit in.

But tonight, this group of people never made him feel that way at all.

After working for several hours, everyone was starving.

Once the meal began, Lu Zhiyun immediately reached for his favorite salt-baked shrimp.

However, instead of eating it right away, he showed great loyalty by placing it into Su Xingyao’s bowl.

“Xingyao, eat quickly, or else the hungry ghosts will grab it all.”

Just as Lu Zhiyun was about to place the shrimp into the bowl, Lu Jiuxu stopped him.

“He can’t eat shrimp.”

Lu Zhiyun was confused by his brother’s words and didn’t react immediately. He turned to ask, “What?”

Su Xingyao glanced at the shrimp hovering in the air and explained to Lu Zhiyun.

“I’m allergic to it.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiyun quickly withdrew his hand in alarm.

After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly threw the shrimp into the bowl of the person sitting farthest from Su Xingyao, afraid that the shrimp might have some kind of poison and wanting to keep it far away from him.

“Then you shouldn’t eat this.”

Afterward, he seemed to remember something and asked Su Xingyao, “Do you have any other allergies?”

Su Xingyao nodded and listed everything he was allergic to.

After hearing this, Lu Zhiyun’s mouth formed an O-shape, and he looked at Su Xingyao with eyes full of sympathy.

“You’re allergic to so many things? That’s really unfortunate…”

Su Xingyao smiled lightly. “It’s okay, it’s not like I can’t eat anything.”

After saying that, he looked over at Lu Jiuxu.

At this moment, Lu Jiuxu was also looking at him, his gaze dark and unreadable.

Su Xingyao originally wanted to ask Lu Jiuxu how he knew he couldn’t eat shrimp, but with the way he was being looked at, he momentarily forgot his question.

“Last time when you came back, Aunt Zhang bought shrimp but didn’t cook it,” Lu Jiuxu seemed to know what Su Xingyao was about to ask and directly provided the answer.

“She said you were allergic to it.”

After explaining, he withdrew his gaze. As if thinking of something, he softly added, “I didn’t know you were allergic to these things too.”

Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from the group across the table, as if they were talking about something funny.

Lu Jiuxu’s words were drowned out by their laughter, so Su Xingyao didn’t catch them clearly.

After a lively and noisy meal, it was still not yet eleven o’clock.

The meteor shower wouldn’t occur until around four in the morning.

There was still a long time to wait. If they went to sleep, they might miss it by accident, but simply waiting around wasn’t a good option either.

So, Lu Zhiyun suggested, “Why don’t we play some cards…?”

The suggestion was met with approval by everyone.

Su Xingyao originally thought Lu Zhiyun meant playing regular cards.

However, Lu Zhiyun brought over a box of mahjong from the car…

The chef who had been cooking quickly set up the tablecloth, while another person looked at Su Xingyao and smiled, asking, “Xingyao, are you joining?”

Su Xingyao quickly shook his head.

“I don’t know how to play this.”

But Lu Zhiyun, eager as ever, called him again, “Come on, come on, I can teach you.”

Su Xingyao smiled and waved his hand. “You guys play. I’ll watch tonight and learn from you.”

Seeing that Su Xingyao wasn’t playing, no one insisted.

Lu Zhiyun took the first seat and then made a frantic “pause” gesture toward Lu Jiuxu.

“Bro, no playing for you, you’re a master-level player.”

Lu Jiuxu, who had no intention of playing mahjong, smiled helplessly. “I didn’t say I wanted to play.”

Once he got this answer, Lu Zhiyun sighed in relief, then complained to everyone.

“You guys have no idea. Last time, my brother beat me so badly I didn’t even have my underwear left.”

Su Xingyao was amused by Lu Zhiyun’s description.

He softly asked Lu Jiuxu, “Was it really that exaggerated?”

Actually, Su Xingyao was quite surprised to learn that Lu Jiuxu could play mahjong.

In his mind, he had always thought Lu Jiuxu was the type of person who focused solely on work, and wouldn’t have much of a social or entertainment life.

Su Xingyao looked at Lu Jiuxu with a bright smile.

Originally, he thought Lu Jiuxu would modestly downplay it.

To his surprise, Lu Jiuxu nodded at him, his eyes seeming to carry a hint of a smile.

“Yeah, his New Year’s money is still with me.”

The night wind carried Lu Jiuxu’s words to Su Xingyao’s ear.

In the soft light of the night lamp, he took another careful look at the handsome man before him.

This version of Lu Jiuxu felt much more lively than usual.

—

Lu Zhiyun and the others were playing cards, and Su Xingyao just watched them.

Soon, he understood what “playing badly but enjoying it” meant.

Not knowing the rules at first, he watched for a few rounds and quickly got the hang of it, but Lu Zhiyun still managed to lose every single round.

After watching them play mahjong for a while, Su Xingyao went back to the place where they had eaten and sat down to play on his phone.

He had been working intensively on set for so long, and he hadn’t properly rested since he returned.

After the initial excitement wore off, he started feeling a little sleepy as he relaxed.

He leaned on the table, aimlessly scrolling on his phone, and his movements gradually slowed.

Lu Jiuxu noticed the tiredness on his face and called out to him softly.

“Go to sleep. I’ll wake you up later.”

Su Xingyao was indeed tired.

He nodded, stood up, and walked toward the tent that Lu Jiuxu had set up for him.

At first, the sleepiness overtook his mind.

But as soon as he lay down, his brain reflexively became more alert.

Even though he could still hear the laughter of Lu Zhiyun and the others playing cards outside,

Su Xingyao felt as though he couldn’t hear anything at all.

Instead, what filled his mind was the terrifying feeling of being alone in a dark, confined space.

Whenever he closed his eyes, what came to his mind was the image of being locked in the small dark room by his foster parents when he was a child.

The size of that small dark room was similar to the tent he was in now.

The night outside was particularly dark at that hour…

In the completely dark room, his cheek was swollen, and his skin burned with pain from the lashes of the belt, leaving it raw and sore.

But he didn’t dare to cry out even a single sound. He could only crouch in the corner, silently shedding tears.

If he made a sound, his foster father would hear and come back to continue hitting him, even more fiercely than before.

And his sister would be dragged into it again, enduring an even harsher beating.

The sound of the belt striking flesh… his sister crying on her knees, pleading for him…

Those images from the past kept resurfacing in his mind. Su Xingyao felt the scar on his left scapula, the one left by the burn, seemed to throb with pain again.

Realizing that after all these years, he still couldn’t overcome the fear of such a small, dark, confined space, he could only leave again.

Lu Jiuxu, who had been looking at his phone, looked up, surprised to see him.

Su Xingyao couldn’t explain, so he lied with a pale face.

“I think I’ll stay here. I suddenly don’t feel tired anymore.”

Lu Jiuxu didn’t speak.

He noticed how bad Su Xingyao’s complexion had become.

He quickly glanced at the tent, and in the end, didn’t ask any more questions. He simply said, “Okay.”

—

Fu Qingyan held a glass of red wine with one hand and called Qin Mingchuan to a corner.

He looked up at the sky and said in a low voice, “We won’t see the meteor shower until 4 o’clock.”

Qin Mingchuan didn’t answer.

Fu Qingyan noticed that Qin Mingchuan seemed distracted, so he teased him jokingly, “I’ve been filming abroad for three months, and I finally get to come back, yet you can’t even pay attention to me?”

Qin Mingchuan lowered his head and took a sip of wine before he was willing to speak to him.

“Has Huaixi gone to sleep?”

“Yeah.”

“You’ve been in a bad mood lately?” Fu Qingyan turned to face Qin Mingchuan, finally bringing the topic back to what he wanted to talk about.

“I heard you replaced all the talent managers.”

“Mm.”

Fu Qingyan curled his lips, his tone somewhat dismissive. “All because of Su Xingyao?”

Qin Mingchuan slightly furrowed his brows.

Fu Qingyan’s tone made him feel uncomfortable.

He corrected him, “It’s that these managers themselves have problems.”

Seeing that Qin Mingchuan was defending Su Xingyao, Fu Qingyan became a little angry and tilted his head back, drinking the entire glass of wine in one go.

“He doesn’t deserve your kindness.”

As he spoke, Fu Qingyan’s gaze subconsciously flickered down to his own arm.

Although the scars from the burn had been removed through surgery, he could never forget the scene from back then.

If it hadn’t been for Su Xingyao, he wouldn’t have had such a deep psychological trauma from fire.

Qin Mingchuan had been frustrated for a while, unable to reach Su Xingyao.

Tonight, Fu Qingyan brought up the past again, which made him even more annoyed.

Although he and Fu Qingyan had grown up together like brothers, at this moment, he didn’t want to continue the conversation.

“I’m going for a walk, I’ll be back later.”

After saying this, Qin Mingchuan walked alone along the creek.

He looked up at the clear night sky and suddenly thought back to when he was 18.

It was also a blooming April, like tonight.

He had been very eager to show off in front of Su Xingyao and had invited him to sneak out that night to watch the meteor shower.

But that night, he forgot to set the alarm and fell asleep.

Later, Su Xingyao never mentioned it, and Qin Mingchuan didn’t think much of it.

It wasn’t until much later that he found out that Su Xingyao had waited for him on the playground the whole night.

The next day, Su Xingyao had caught a cold from the wind and had been sick for an entire week.

Feeling guilty, he apologized to him and promised that next time, when the same meteor shower came around, he would take him to watch it together.

However, so many years had passed, and there never was a next time.

—

Su Xingyao left the tent and sat down next to Lu Jiuxu. Soon, he calmed down.

Listening to the voices of everyone chatting, the discomfort in his heart gradually faded.

After relaxing, he quickly fell asleep.

Seeing that Su Xingyao was sleeping soundly, Lu Jiuxu didn’t wake him up this time.

He turned off Su Xingyao’s phone and placed it on the table, then got up and went to his own tent to grab a blanket for him.

Lu Jiuxu’s movements were quick.

It took less than a minute.

But when he came out of the tent, he saw a man standing next to Su Xingyao, looking at him with eyes full of tenderness.