Chapter 155: Super Handsome Guy

(1)

The ten-odd minutes before Shu Shu woke up.

Siwei was playing a lyric improv chain game with friends, having a great time, when far off she saw a black G‑class vehicle's headlights like two sharp light blades cutting through the night, driving toward the wooden cabin.

Shortly after.

The car pulled up straight in front of the cabin door.

The boss hurried out to greet.

It's so late.

How come there are still guests coming?

Siwei found it strange and couldn't help looking toward the doorway.

Bang—

As the G‑class car door opened and then closed, a very young man stepped out from behind the door.

Mixed singing filled his ears.

But this person seemed to have a built‑in mute effect; he walked steadily into the light, his whole figure clearly revealed in the illumination.

A face that was cold and sharp‑angled, with very fair skin; perhaps because of the pallor, the eyebrows and eyes that still held a hint of youth appeared even darker.

A day of bitter, whistling cold wind.

He seemed oblivious to the cold, wearing only a thin coat.

No need to measure.

Siwei eyeballed his height and judged it to be at least 185 cm.

Wow.

Super duper super big! Handsome! Bro!

"Please come this way with me."

The cabin boss, respectful, gestured with his hand for the man to follow him inside.

The man didn't move at first.

His gaze first fell on the group of people gathered around the fire.

His appearance was so striking that as soon as he appeared he drew attention, so when he looked at the crowd, the crowd couldn't help but stare back.

However, compared to the crowd's curiosity, he had no such intention.

He merely let his gaze sweep carefully over each face.

This manner clearly showed he was looking for someone.

After a moment.

Having probably not found the person he sought, his eyes dimmed a little, he paused half a beat in place, then followed the boss into the inner room.

The time was already quite late.

The group around the fire had also made plans to go skiing early tomorrow, so they all got up, tidied up, put out the fire, and returned to their rooms to rest.

When passing the front desk.

Siwei saw the handsome guy again.

While checking in.

The boss fumbled for the corresponding key card but couldn't find it, muttering, "What's going on? I clearly remember room 106 being vacant—where's the key card?"

Siwei slapped her forehead, remembered something, walked over, and said, "The key card is with me."

Siwei explained that when they arrived earlier, she had wanted to be next to a certain friend's room, so she temporarily switched rooms; but after moving her luggage to the new room and changing clothes, she slipped out to go skiing.

She simply forgot to return the original key card.

After Siwei said that, the boss also remembered.

"Sorry, I'll go get the card right away!"

He said while doing that.

Siwei immediately ran upstairs, and less than two minutes later came downstairs, handing the card to the boss, then saw the boss give the card to that man.

"Dear, after going upstairs, turn right and the third room is yours~"

Siwei reminded cheerfully.

However.

He simply walked past her.

As if walking through nonexistent air, not even moving an eyelash.

Ga, ga, ga…

Here should be the special effect of crows flying overhead to match the scene.

Siwei only felt a chilly breeze brush her face, leaving her frozen and embarrassed; she said blankly:

"Well, well, what an aloof handsome guy."

The boss tapped the keyboard and added, "He's also a particularly stubborn handsome guy."

Siwei: "Ah, why do you say that?"

Siwei is a regular customer, familiar with the boss; they get along like friends.

The boss sighed and began chatting: "Seeing he has no luggage or gear, you know he's not here to ski—so guess what he's here for?"

Siwei recalled the scene at the doorway earlier and answered, "Looking for someone."

"Exactly."

The boss couldn't help clicking his tongue.

"If I hadn't told him there are no further service points ahead and that a heavy snow will hit in an hour, making the car likely to stall mid‑road and waste a lot of time, he wouldn't have wanted to stay overnight and would have just turned back and left."

Siwei looked shocked: "Ah, this icy, snowy weather—he'd freeze to death; he came all this way just to look for someone? Couldn't he just call?"

"It's icy, snowy ground." The boss said helplessly: "Isn't it possible, Siwei, that to make a call you need a phone number?"

"Turns out he's still a poor handsome guy." After a pause, Siwei realized: "Hey, he doesn't even have a phone number—how is he supposed to find someone? Isn't that just like looking for a needle in a sea?"

"Yo, you used that idiom correctly."

The boss said: "But it's indeed pretty much like looking for a needle in a sea—he heard two passersby say that the person he's looking for might come here, so he came over."

"Passerby?"

The boss nodded: "Yeah, probably another clueless newbie who came to ski off-piste, got lucky, met some pro player on the way who gave him a signal flare, called in a helicopter, and got rescued."

"(2)"

Siwei had a guess: "The poor handsome guy's person he's looking for wouldn't be that player who rescued someone, would it?"

Otherwise, how could he, through the rescued passerby, guess that the person he's looking for would show up here?

"Nine times out of ten."

"Then if that's the case, it's pretty easy to find." Siwei's eyes lit up as she said: "Although a lot more players have come to ski lately, very few actually carry signal flares on them."

After all, a signal flare is quite expensive.

Besides herself, among the friends Siwei knows from skiing, only one or two can easily afford it.

Shuyin is one of them.

Right!

Dear Book!

For some reason, Siwei suddenly recalled that during the roasted whole lamb meal, Dear Book had mentioned that guy who's even more handsome than the Chinese teacher.

The poor handsome guy is also good-looking.

Coincidentally, they're both handsome!

So could they actually be the same person? And the person the poor handsome guy is looking for is actually……

Just as she was about to think in that direction.

Wait a moment.

Siwei then remembered.

Dear Book broke a record today, you know? In such a race against time, she probably didn't have time to randomly encounter passersby and rescue them.

So that guess was just dismissed by Siwei.

"The players carrying signal flares can be counted on one hand—now the sea in 'looking for a needle in a sea' has shrunk to a little pool, so the poor handsome guy will soon achieve his wish."

But the boss analyzed a practical problem: "Siwei, have you considered other scenarios? If that player with the signal flare left straight after skiing, without staying at any service point, then the persistent handsome guy would basically be coming up empty."

"……"

"Hey, that's also true."

Siwei's bright eyes slowly dimmed again.

"The poor handsome guy must have already checked the two previous service points, found nothing, so he came here—his persistence shows that the person he's looking for is very important to him."

"I guess it's a girl!"

Siwei got excited as she said: "So the poor handsome guy is the male lead, trekking across the whole country on foot to find the girl who left, waiting for their reunion—when they meet, they'll excitedly hug each other, and then they——"

"Stop!"

The boss quickly gestured to stop her: "Siwei, that kind of situation you're describing won't happen."

"He's already looked at everyone living in the house just now at the door; seeing his disappointed expression, you can tell the person he's looking for isn't here either."

"Everyone?" Siwei denied: "Not everyone—there are still people who aren't here."

"Who?"

Siwei crossed her arms and answered: "My dear Book—she's tired from playing today, she went back to her room to sleep after only a short fire."

"Oh oh, little Shuyin." The boss chuckled twice: "Just now Xiao Hu ran over with his Rubik's cube looking for her—I thought she'd been with you all along; maybe I was busy in the back kitchen for a while and didn't notice her coming in."

"Shuyin, where are you——"

A hoarse, tense male voice sounded.

Siwei and the boss turned their heads in unison, then both were startled again.

A young man with a bland expression appeared behind them at some point.

In Siwei's words:

Like a ghost.

The poor handsome guy walks without making a sound!

Siwei patted her chest as if to comfort herself.

Hmm?

What did the poor handsome guy just ask?

Then I heard him repeat in the same voice: "Shuyin, where are you."

The young man's pupils were astonishingly deep; he stared intently at Siwei and the boss.

As if.

Their next words would be his lifeline.

He clearly said Shuyin……

The guess that had just been dismissed in her mind popped up again, and Siwei widened her eyes in surprise, asking: "You, you're looking for Shuyin—is that the 'book' in book and the 'sound' in music?"

Seeing the young man's pupils deepen even further.

"Ah, so the person you're looking for is Shuyin!" Siwei unconsciously pointed upward, saying: "She's right up there, resting upstairs……"

Almost the moment Siwei finished speaking.

Pei Du turned and walked upstairs.

But as soon as he had taken two steps, he suddenly stopped again.

The tall male student's silhouette stood silently for a moment.

Then he turned back and went downstairs.

Siwei thought he would come to ask her—or ask the boss Shuyin which room she was staying in—but instead he walked straight past the two of them and sat down at a four-person wooden table near the door.

"……"

Isn't the poor handsome guy looking for Shuyin anymore?

Siwei wondered that and asked out loud.

Then.

It was a lengthy silence.

Siwei: "……"

Is it because her voice is too soft, or has the poor handsome guy already got a bit of hearing loss at such a young age?

The blond‑blue‑eyed girl couldn't help raising her voice on the spot, even adopting the tone she used when singing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau," and shouted at Pei Du again: "I'm saying! Aren't you going to look for Shuyin anymore!!!"

The nearby boss hurriedly raised a hand to plug his ears.

After a long while.

Only then did he hear the male student's concise words: "She's resting."

He got an answer.

Siwei unexpectedly felt something rather hard to come by.

She understood: the poor handsome guy wanted to wait until Shuyin woke up before going to see her.

Wow, how thoughtful!

The boss also understood; he walked over to remind Pei Du: "The lobby's air‑conditioner has broken down recently and nobody's come to fix it. If it gets later and it snows, this place will become very cold."

The implication was that Pei Du could go back to his room to rest.

But he was politely declined.

"Thanks, but no need."

"But—"

The boss was about to say that wasn't appropriate when Pei Du suddenly asked: "Is there a back door here?"

"Er, yes, the kitchen has a back door for convenient disposal of food waste." The boss blinked, then said: "But I have to lock it after dinner each day, and it doesn't open again until the next day."

Pei Du nodded: "Thanks."

"???"

The boss was baffled, wondering what he was being thanked for.

At this moment all the friends had gone back to their rooms.

Siwei simply didn't want to go back.

The handsome guy Shuyin mentioned turned out to actually be the same poor handsome guy.

This is simply amazing.

And she's incredibly curious too!

This curiosity stems from——although Siwei hasn't known Shuyin for long, she knows that Shuyin is a particularly charming girl.

She's smart, beautiful, kind, and fun.

Nobody would be unwilling to be friends with someone like her.

But at the same time.

Shuyin is also someone with a very strong sense of boundaries; her cheerfulness does not mean she'll accept just anyone as a friend.

Shuyin was able to sit by the fire for a while earlier, and that was only out of respect for her.

Since meeting Shuyin, Siwei has never seen anyone who could form a bond with her.

Especially this person, who is of the opposite sex.

And he's so handsome!

No wonder when facing her Chinese teacher, her expression can be so calm.

"Hello, I'm Siwei. What's your name?"

Siwei sat down openly in front of Pei Du.

She likes looking at handsome guys, but she has no particular thoughts about them; she's more interested in the fact that she seems to have discovered a new side of Shuyin.

Siwei finished her self‑introduction.

The air was quiet.

The person opposite seemed to have been hit with an automatic mute button again.

"Um, how did you meet Shuyin?"

"……

"How long have you known each other?"

"……

"What's your relationship?"

"……

"Friends?"

"……

"Lovers?"

No one answered, no one answered, still no one answered.

Siwei: «!!! »

She would even doubt that someone as cold as ice would really engage in such relentless seeking.

So.

Is it that his personality is too cold, leaving him without any way to contact Shuyin!

"Not friends, not lovers, then you and Shuyin are... husband and wife?" Siwei's eyes twinkled mischievously: "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement."

"..."

Still silent.

The boy lowered his gaze, his expression cold.

Siwei's inner little person was about to go crazy.

Suddenly.

Her gaze paused.

At this close distance, she noticed the boy's lips were excessively pale; he pressed his lips together, his brows furrowed, obviously silently enduring something unpleasant.

He seemed to be sick.

Just sitting here overnight won't do, will it!

But the boss had already advised earlier; it's obviously useless.

Siwei instinctively felt that perhaps only Shuyin herself coming to persuade would help.

So she sprang up without thinking and rushed upstairs.

Straight to Shu Shu's room.

"Dear Shu Shu, your husband has come to find you."

When Shu Shu heard Siwei's words, she knew this girl was probably up to mischief again.

"Dear Siwei, since you woke me from my nightmare, I won't argue with you; it's late, go back to sleep, good night."

After murmuring, Shu Shu was about to close the door.

"Not Shu Shu, someone really came to find you!" Siwei said urgently: "It's a handsome boy, he's tall, and his skin is especially white!"

——His skin is very white.

Shu Shu's heart skipped a beat, her turning motion halted, and an unbelievable thought popped into her mind.

She thought: ……No way.

And at the same time she blurted out: "Where is he?"