| BYSG | What Kind Of Confession | 68
Cheng Mofei had been feeling down for a while, but finally, on this Saturday, his mood lifted a little.
He figured it out: it didn’t matter that he couldn’t cook. He could earn a lot of money and hire different chefs to make delicious food for Shen Yu every day. He’d make sure Shen Yu would be well-fed.
Perhaps, in the future, if they were together, he could even hire that wild man to cook for them. Cheng Mofei secretly felt a strange, dark satisfaction in his mind, albeit illogical.
On Saturday, Shen Yu was busy with tutoring and part-time work as usual. By the time he finished his classes that evening, he found a familiar car waiting for him outside.
"Be careful on the road, teacher." The student he had tutored saw him to the door, and when Shen Yu almost lost his balance while changing his shoes, the student helped him steady himself.
Shen Yu smiled and nodded at him, then walked out of the yard and got into the car.
Cheng Mofei was sitting in the driver's seat, with Xiao Xiong and Sun Xinghe in the back, leaving the passenger seat open for him.
As Shen Yu was fastening his seatbelt, Cheng Mofei, pretending to be casual, rolled up the slightly opened window and asked nonchalantly, "What grade is that student in this year?"
"He's in his senior year of high school," Shen Yu answered.
Senior year… no wonder he looked about the same age as Shen Yu, maybe just a year younger, or perhaps even the same age.
Cheng Mofei pressed his tongue against his back teeth, glanced at the rearview mirror, gently stepped on the gas pedal, and drove off.
It would be best if that student were a straight guy.
...
The car's music was playing the latest popular songs, and the heater was on, creating a cozy atmosphere.
In the back seat, Xiao Xiong suddenly handed over a bag of candied chestnuts.
Recently, he had started making some income from self-media, so he occasionally bought small snacks to share with his dormmates.
It was already 9 o'clock, and Shen Yu was indeed feeling a little hungry.
In the past, after finishing his tutoring sessions on Saturdays, Shen Yu would also buy some late-night snacks to eat on his way home.
"Thank you," Shen Yu said, then began peeling the chestnuts.
When autumn arrived, both on and off campus, candied chestnuts started to sell everywhere. It was fragrant and sweet, very popular.
Shen Yu liked chestnuts quite a bit, and he also really enjoyed chestnut-flavored milk tea. But since it was 2018, that milk tea wouldn’t be available for a few more years. After graduation, when he had his own place, he could try making it himself.
"I want some too," Cheng Mofei suddenly spoke up from the driver's seat.
At that moment, Shen Yu had just peeled a particularly perfect chestnut, so he naturally offered it toward Cheng Mofei’s mouth.
Cheng Mofei kept his eyes on the road, estimating the moment to bite down, but inevitably, his lips brushed against Shen Yu's fingers.
His heart skipped a beat, and his ears gradually turned red.
Thankfully, the car was without the lights on.
"Do you still want some?" Shen Yu withdrew his hand, not noticing the subtle change in Cheng Mofei, and continued peeling the chestnuts.
"...No more, I need to focus on driving," Cheng Mofei replied, worried that if he kept eating, there might be a risk of an accident.
The Hot Spring Resort was on a mountain. In recent years, the road had been widened considerably, so it wasn’t too difficult to drive, but since it was already fully dark, driving at night required extra caution and focus.
In his past life, Shen Yu had also been brought to this hot spring resort by Cheng Mofei. It was said that many parts had been renovated since then, but he wasn’t sure what it looked like now.
Shen Yu took a bite of the chestnut.
It’s such a great opportunity… he had to make a move.
Today happened to be December 1st, and only five days remained until December 6th.
It was said that the snow would fall in the next few days.
It was a perfect week to strike.
...
By the time they arrived at the Hot Spring Resort, it was nearly 10 o'clock.
A server was waiting for them at the entrance. Cheng Mofei handed over the car keys, instructing him to park the car in the garage, and then, with practiced ease, led the group into the resort.
"Looking sharp, CEO Cheng," Xiao Xiong teased with an official tone.
"If I had known, I would have suggested that CEO Cheng wear a suit tonight," Sun Xinghe chimed in, joining the banter.
Shen Yu's eyes couldn’t help but curve into a smile.
There was indeed a glimpse of what the future CEO Cheng would look like.
Cheng Mofei rolled his eyes. "Who wears a suit to soak in hot springs? Even if I did, I'd still have to change into some shorts afterward."
The resort had already prepared a private hot spring for them. Another server led them to the private hot spring room, where each of them was given an exclusive SVIP bracelet, allowing them to freely access any area within the resort. Food and drinks were also complimentary.
The resort was vast, with a hotel attached nearby, and there was even a sauna upstairs. Shen Yu thought to himself that if he were alone, he’d definitely get lost.
The private hot spring had both an outdoor and indoor area, with a separate changing room inside.
As soon as the door opened, a rush of hot air, scented with fragrance, greeted them.
Xiao Xiong went straight to the hot spring pool and sighed, "So many rose petals. Tonight, we’re all going to be fragrant little princesses."
Sun Xinghe took out his phone. "I’m going to send this to my girlfriend."
Cheng Mofei, feeling a little guilty, shifted his gaze away. He instructed the server a few things before closing the door behind them.
The rose petals had, of course, been specially prepared by him. As for the reason…
Several minutes later, the four of them changed into their swim trunks and sank into the water. Thanks to the rose petals floating around, it was almost impossible to see any skin below Shen Yu’s chest.
There was no choice—when soaking in a hot spring, swimwear was required. For men, swimwear was different from women’s; it was simply a pair of trunks, leaving the upper body completely exposed.
Though Shen Yu didn’t mind this, he also didn’t want to be treated differently because of his sexual orientation.
Still, Cheng Mofei couldn’t deny that there was a bit of selfishness and possessiveness within him that he couldn’t show.
Well… after all, the rose petals were part of the hot spring ingredients, so no one would suspect anything.
Cheng Mofei, holding a glass of orange juice, moved slowly toward Shen Yu’s side.
The heat had made Shen Yu’s face slightly flushed, and his long eyelashes fluttered from time to time, making him look incredibly tempting.
Cheng Mofei’s Adam’s apple bobbed quickly, and he dared not let his gaze linger too long. He casually plucked a petal from the surface of the water, folding it over and over again.
Soaking in the hot spring was the perfect time for a chat.
Xiao Xiong said, "After this, I want to go to the sauna. I heard it’s good for weight loss."
Sun Xinghe added, "I’m thinking of getting an essential oil massage. It’s been so cold lately, and I haven’t been exercising much. My body feels so stiff."
Cheng Mofei thought to himself that this was perfect—he could drag Shen Yu into a little private world for the two of them. He immediately turned to Shen Yu and asked, "What about you?"
Shen Yu thought for a moment—he needed to give a different answer, something that would let him have some time alone with Cheng Mofei. He lightly touched his stomach under the water and said, "I’m a little hungry."
Xiao Xiong had been sticking to his diet lately, so he probably wouldn’t eat again tonight. Sun Xinghe only indulged in snacks occasionally and was usually quite slim. He had already finished a bag of candied chestnuts on the drive, so he likely wasn’t that hungry either.
Cheng Mofei thought to himself, It’s like the heavens are helping me. "I’ll take you to eat something delicious."
Since they couldn’t stay in the hot spring too long to avoid dizziness, the group split up and went to their respective destinations.
Before leaving, Cheng Mofei had someone bring over two room keys. After they were done, they could go straight to their rooms to rest, as it was getting late.
The room keys were arranged with Xiao Xiong and Sun Xinghe in one room, and Cheng Mofei and Shen Yu in another. This arrangement was quite reasonable, and no one gave it much thought.
Xiao Xiong and Sun Xinghe had come here a few times last year, so they were familiar with the place. Cheng Mofei didn’t bother with them and instead led Shen Yu, who was tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, to a particularly warm room.
The room had a complete set of tea brewing tools.
In his previous life, Shen Yu had also brewed tea here, and at that time, snow had been falling outside, which created a very poetic atmosphere.
Soon, someone brought in a variety of fragrant food, including a bottle of wine.
Seeing Shen Yu’s gaze linger on the wine, Cheng Mofei, with a slight hint of hesitation, asked, "I wanted to drink some wine. Is that okay?"
Cheng Mofei knew that Shen Yu didn’t drink alcohol, and even a small amount could make him tipsy. That was precisely the reason he had arranged for the bottle of wine.
It wasn’t because he intended to do anything bad to a drunk Shen Yu—he wasn’t that despicable—but he thought that Shen Yu would be more likely to open up and discuss things he wouldn’t normally talk about in a slightly tipsy state.
After all, alcohol was a good way to gather courage.
Maybe... he could even get some information out of Shen Yu.
He could find out just how much Shen Yu liked that wild man, learn about Shen Yu’s pursuit plan, figure out how Shen Yu felt about him, and get a better sense of his own chances.
"Yeah," Shen Yu said, trusting him without suspicion.
Cheng Mofei immediately opened the bottle, poured two glasses, and said, "You can try a little. This wine has a pretty nice taste."
"Alright." Shen Yu adjusted his bathrobe and sat down.
The bathrobe hung loosely on Shen Yu, exposing a fair amount of skin around his collarbone.
Cheng Mofei only took a quick glance, choosing to focus his attention on brewing tea instead. He didn’t want Shen Yu to feel uncomfortable or thirsty if the alcohol didn’t suit him.
Shen Yu had a bite of the snacks and then took a sip of the wine.
The taste was indeed pleasant—not too bitter, with a sweet aftertaste.
He couldn’t resist and took another sip.
"Brother Cheng, I want to ask you something," Shen Yu suddenly spoke up.
"Hmm?" Cheng Mofei paused his movements for a moment, his focus now on Shen Yu.
Shen Yu asked, "If it were you, what kind of confession would you like?"
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