Chapter Five.

It started drizzling just before daybreak when Lu Fucheng woke up out of habit in the morning. He checked his phone and saw that it was not even six yet. After making his bed with a thin blanket, he got up gently and quietly, brushed his teeth, and took out an umbrella from his home to put in the shoe cabinet. Then he proceeded to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

When the alarm clock rang, Song Bai originally wanted to stay in bed a while longer, but when he smelled the sweet aroma of milk buns and mung bean porridge, he became much more alert. After his head cleared a bit, he remembered what happened last night and felt a little guilty and faintly uneasy.

Liu Facheng hardly has any temper at all, but whenever Song Bai does something wrong and faces that expressionless face, he can't help feeling scared inside. He truly likes Liu Facheng, but because he's still young, he can't overcome his spoiled and mischievous habits stemming from being doted on.

When Song Bai came out of the bedroom, Lu Fucheng was pouring hot water into a thermos flask, which he had prepared for Song Bai to take away. Lu Fucheng was somewhat surprised that Song Bai woke up so early. Usually, Song Bai's alarm clock would ring at seven o'clock, but he could always stay in bed until seven thirty.

Good morning, Abai.

Mhm. Song Bai replied in a muffled voice, then quickly headed towards the restroom with their head lowered.

At this moment, Lu Fucheng finally felt relieved and served him his meal. If he served it earlier, he feared the porridge would become cold.

Song Bai cleaned up even faster than before. After coming out, he started pacing around Lu Fucheng without speaking. His face was too thin and he didn't want to apologize.

Liu Fucheng understood him and found it a little funny, yet he felt inexplicably empathetic. He pinched Song Bai's cheeks and said, You've made me dizzy, let's eat dinner now. Please note that this translation is in American English.

Song Bai suddenly tilted his head back and kissed Lu Fu Cheng. He suppressed his voice and his eyes were shining with dependence and affection. 'Are you mad at me, Cheng Cheng...'

Lufucheng was stunned for a moment, 'how is that possible? You are my...' He mumbled the remaining three words unclearly and softly. Song Bai couldn't hear it clearly but saw Lufucheng's face instantly turn red.

What did you say? Song Bai asked persistently, shaking his arm and acting coquettishly.

'Be careful, my dear...'

Song Bai burst out laughing with a 'pfft' sound. Lu Fu Cheng was a reserved and introverted person, and it seemed like it was his first time using such a cheesy name. Perhaps his lack of sleep had caused his mind to short-circuit.

Why are you blushing? Song stammered, feeling embarrassed himself. I just love hearing you speak...

Last night's unpleasantness had completely disappeared from Song Bai's mind. He hummed an off-tune melody as he left after finishing his meal. Despite trying to stop him, Lu Fucheng insisted on seeing him off.

The blue umbrella that was previously owned by Song Bai was somehow lost on the subway or somewhere else. Now, they only had a black umbrella left. As they walked, half of the umbrella ridge was directed towards Song Bai, leaving a large wet spot on his shoulder.

Song Bai knew that Lu Fu Cheng cherished her, so she didn't persuade him anything.

Lufu Cheng didn't ask for permission from Song Bai for time off. He planned to send Song Bai off and then go to work, not wasting any time in a place where Song Bai is not present.

Song Bai pulled him into the shop and slowly dried Lu Fucheng's coat with a hairdryer. At this time, the shop wasn't busy yet and Song Bai sat next to Lu Fucheng and chatted with him. He was the type of boy who spoke a lot and was gossipy, talking to Lu Fucheng about everything from celebrities to the old lady who mistreated him yesterday.

When Lu Fucheng heard about Song Bai's situation, he became even more focused. He was a gentle person who didn't care much about his own affairs, but when he heard that Song Bai had been wronged, it pained him deeply.

When I save up enough money, we'll open our own shop. If a customer gives you any trouble, you can just kick them out, said Lu Fucheng earnestly. He looked at Song Bai with eyes as gentle as water, making her feel rejuvenated.

Song Bai giggled, not paying attention to Li Yang who was already changing his uniform jacket. She hugged Lu Fucheng's arms and leaned into his embrace. Song Bai was naturally soft, and Lu Fucheng felt like he was holding a thin layer of clouds.

While Lu Fucheng was lost in thought, his phone in his pocket started buzzing. He glanced at the caller ID and muttered to Song Bai before quickly answering the call.

Do we need to go see the house? Wasn't it agreed that we would just do the acceptance check after it's finished?

I'm sorry, but you forgot to provide me with the Chinese novel that needs to be translated. Please provide it and I will do my best to translate it into American English for you.

Okay then, let's schedule it for next week. When I'm there, I'll have Mr. Ji come over to take a look and make any necessary adjustments if there's anything inappropriate.

I'll be right there. Tell Master not to move the partition boards yet. I have to watch how they're installed. And also don't touch the TV wall. The special materials used for it take much longer to dry...

After hanging up the phone, Lu Fucheng greeted Song Bai, I'm a bit busy on my end, so I'll head over first. My phone is fully charged today, and I'll pick you up after work tonight. Call me if you need anything.

Song Bai responded with a dull mm-hmm, and picked up a pair of tongs to collect some delicious snacks for Lu Fucheng.

Give a little less to the colleague... Song Bai handed his coat to Lu Fu Cheng, You eat a little more yourself.

Okay. In a corner of the lounge, Lu Fucheng quickly scanned the surroundings to make sure there was nobody around, then he swiftly kissed Song Bai's cheek: Bai, I will take care of this job, and we can go on a trip together afterwards.

Lufucheng has never broken his word. After he left, Song Bai still teased Li Yang, who had no human rights as a single dog.

Li Yang knocked on his forehead and said, 'Don't show off, your brother Cheng is so good, who knows if he'll give up on you one day.'

Pah, Song Bai's eyes were clear and serene, appearing very small and innocent. He's less reliable than someone who can give birth to a child compared to not wanting me.

Li Yang snorted and chased Song Bai to work like he was chasing a small dog.

Song Bai worked a few days on the job with peace of mind. Although Lu Fucheng was still busy, Song Bai gradually adjusted to a happier mood.

They specialize in baking internet-famous boutique mini pastries and bread at their bakery, and they also serve coffee. Birthday cakes need to be pre-ordered in advance. The prices are not cheap, so after the first week's promotion, there were no more unreasonable old ladies trying to take advantage like the one that appeared that day.

Song Bai really loves his job. He was raised and nurtured by Lu Fucheng, and is doted on and loved sweetly like a spoiled child.

In mid-October, Song Bai received his bonus for working over the National Day holiday. He stared at his phone's notification of the deposit for a long time, feeling satisfied. Li Yang teased him and suggested that he treat them to a meal, but Song Bai, who is usually generous, looked guarded and clutched his phone tightly.

My home's Chengcheng is about to have a birthday!

When it was almost time to get off work, it was a rare occasion for Lu Fucheng to come and pick him up. Song Bai was very happy, both because he would have a whole day off tomorrow and because of Lu Fucheng.

What are you thinking that is making you so happy? asked Lu Fucheng beside Song Baier.

Song Bai is the kind of person who can't hide his thoughts. Even though he doesn't speak, just by looking at that sunny and bright little face, you know that this little guy definitely has some ideas in mind, with his tail wagging high up to the sky.

But this time, Song Bai didn't say a word to Lu Fucheng.

In the evening, it was Lu Fucheng who cooked the meal, all of which were Song Bai's favorites. Sweet and sour small ribs, stir-fried Chinese yam, and a whole fish. Song Bai was very satisfied with the meal and she lazily leaned back on the sofa, feeling full and waiting for Lu Fucheng to finish cleaning the dishes and come back to rub her belly to help with digestion.

Lufucheng got used to it and chatted with Song Bai while serving him.

Will you have a day off tomorrow? asked Song Bai.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Fucheng seemed afraid of angering Song Bai, and his tone became cautious. Mr. Ji will go to see the house tomorrow. It shouldn't take too long, and there won't be much left to do afterward.

Song Bai felt a little down, but then quickly became enthusiastic again: 'Can I accompany you tomorrow? I have a low sense of existence, so I can be your assistant. We could finish looking at houses with Mr. Ji and then check out the surrounding commercial area!'

After thinking for a moment, Lu Fucheng remembered that the client had also been accompanied by one or two people when viewing the property before. Song Bai was also the type who was well-behaved and didn't bother anyone, so there wouldn't be any difficulties in having him follow along.

No problem, but you can't oversleep tomorrow. Lu Fucheng stood up to wash up, while Song Bai watched TV for a while. When she heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom, she walked over there herself.

Lufucheng is too serious, even talking about love for so long can make him blush with embarrassment. Song Bai squeezed in to grab a showerhead with him, but the bathroom was too small and he almost stuck to the tiles. Lufucheng, being considerate, quickly pulled Song Bai back and wrapped him up tightly with a towel before leading him to the bedroom.

What's wrong? Song Bai's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were moist. There was a hint of inquiry and a hint of grievance in them.

Lu Fucheng delicately stroked Song Bai's slender back with his palm: 'The bathroom tiles are too cold, I don't want you leaning against them.'