After an eleven-hour journey, Li Jichuan called Su Pu the moment he landed.
At the time, Su Pu was teaching Pei Zhicheng how to make coffee and picked up during a brief pause.
“Xiao Pu, I’ve arrived!”
Li Jichuan’s voice carried exhaustion. Just hearing it, you could tell he’d been working even on the plane.
“I’m heading to the hotel now. I’ll rest for two hours, then go straight to the branch…”
He hadn’t forgotten their promise.
“I should finish work around six in the evening. Then I’ll go buy you that teddy bear.”
Su Pu tapped the microphone twice with his fingertip, signaling him not to rush.
It was fine even if he didn’t get it.
Li Jichuan sighed.
“Xiao Pu, even if you wanted the stars in the sky, I’d climb up and get them for you… just let me do it.”
Only after they officially got together did Su Pu realize—Li Jichuan was a born romantic.
How could someone speak in nothing but love lines? Every single one hit him right in the heart.
Su Pu tapped the mic a few more times. By the time he hung up, his face was bright red.
Pei Zhicheng was holding the milk pitcher, waiting for the next step.
Su Pu demonstrated how to steam milk. Pei Zhicheng stared for two seconds, then suddenly asked,
“Su Pu… are you happy now?”
The foam rose thickly to the rim. Su Pu turned off the steam wand at just the right moment.
He set the pitcher down, then looked at Pei Zhicheng and nodded.
【Happy.】
Pei Zhicheng tightened his grip on the cup handle. “Why are you happy?”
Su Pu curled his lips slightly, frowning in mild confusion.
【I’m just… happy.】
Happiness was actually very simple. The person he loved loved him back. The things he loved were giving him something in return. Of course he felt happy—fulfilled.
Su Pu thought that his life now could fairly be called “complete.”
Pei Zhicheng grabbed his sketchbook and, with a few swift strokes, quickly sketched Su Pu’s smiling face.
“As long as you’re happy—that’s enough!”
…
Recently, Pei Zhicheng had finally finished the first two chapters of the BL comic with Su Pu as the protagonist.
After nervously submitting the manuscript to a publisher, he unexpectedly received pretty good feedback. His editor was willing to serialize it on the website.
Pei Zhicheng began observing Su Pu more closely—and even started learning how to make coffee from him.
As a result, Su Pu’s workload gained one more item: running a private “coffee mini-class” just for Pei Zhicheng.
Thankfully, as they got to know each other better, the two really clicked.
Pei Zhicheng liked Su Pu’s quietness; Su Pu liked Pei Zhicheng’s sense of boundaries. Just like that, they naturally became good friends.
In the evenings, after getting home, Pei Zhicheng would still message him. The messages were usually short, but back and forth, they could chat for quite a while.
And since the comic was based on Su Pu, it was impossible to avoid Li Jichuan.
But Pei Zhicheng couldn’t quite settle on Li Jichuan’s image or character design in the comic. That night, the two of them ended up discussing Li Jichuan again.
Pei Zhicheng asked: 【What kind of charm does Li Jichuan have?】
That hit the nail on the head. The little mute enthusiastically typed away, easily churning out an eight-hundred-word mini-essay, just about to send it over—
Buzz.
His husband was calling.
“What are you doing up so late?”
Li Jichuan asked with a smile, standing amid the bustling streets of London.
Su Pu froze for two seconds before starting to type.
【Isn’t it afternoon in the UK? Why aren’t you at work?】
Li Jichuan smiled. “Work wrapped up early, so I figured I’d come buy a teddy bear for my Xiao Pu…”
The screen shifted as the camera turned, and Su Pu saw a long, winding line of people.
Li Jichuan sounded both helpless and excited.
“Xiao Pu, this line is really long…”
Su Pu guiltily looked away, wanting to say that he didn’t want the teddy that badly anyway…
Li Jichuan turned the camera back toward himself. A handsome face filled the screen.
Su Pu’s heart suddenly started racing.
“I just found out they’re also releasing a Valentine’s Day limited edition today, so I bought that one for you too…”
There was a boyish pride in Li Jichuan’s tone—the kind of hopelessly childish smugness.
Ouyang only got the Christmas limited teddy, but I can give you both the Christmas and Valentine’s editions. I win.
Su Pu’s eyes softened, a smile spreading across his face.
Suddenly, the screen shook. Li Jichuan seemed to say something, then the video cut off.
The warmth ended abruptly. Su Pu shook his phone, thinking his old phone had glitched again.
Fortunately, not long after, Li Jichuan sent a message.
He said the signal was bad in the crowded area, and he’d video call again once he got back to the hotel.
【Okay 😊】
Smiling, Su Pu held his phone tightly in his hand and slowly drifted off to sleep.
…
The next day, after a five-hour-long meeting, Li Jichuan finally lost his temper a bit before managing to hammer everything out.
His business trip was finally nearing its end.
With the year drawing to a close, London’s streets were filled with romantic lights. People slowed their pace, looking forward to the coming new year.
Li Jichuan told the driver to head to a nearby department store. He wanted to pick out a New Year’s gift for Su Pu.
Most likely a set of pajamas.
Backless.
Su Pu’s back was especially beautiful…
His thoughts drifted when his phone vibrated. It was Ouyang calling.
Before answering, his heart sank sharply. He had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Ouyang’s voice was shaking on the other end.
“President Li… are you busy?”
“Even if you are, please listen. Su-ge—Su-ge is acting strange…”
“Su-ge… he’s really not okay. Please come back. Please.”