Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

The air was stagnant for a while, and no one spoke again.

The tea girl finished brewing the tea leaves, set them on the stove to warm, and then bowed and left. Meanwhile, the snow began to fall again, drifting lightly from the square roof of the teahouse like willow catkins.

The storyteller's story was so exciting that the audience cheered. Guan Shanyu turned to look at Yan Ruchen and asked softly, "What do you think?"

Yan Ruchen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and replied, "I don't think it's necessary."

Guan Shanyu turned around, looking at him with a hint of surprise. Yan Ruchen smiled faintly and said, "Although the elders are guilty, only Sect Leader Yuan and Elder Qing were clearly involved in the murder. I have no objection to letting them face the punishment. As for the other elders, since no one was killed, according to the current rules of the Immortal Sect, they can be exiled to a remote and harsh place after having their bones and tendons shaved off, their cultivation abolished, and then exiled to a remote and harsh place."

When Qing Yuanzi was mentioned, Guan Shanyu's expression changed slightly. He hesitated for a moment, turned his head away, and thought of the scene when he saw them in the prison a few hours ago. His heart sank, and he did not answer immediately.

Something inexplicable was creeping up in his heart, and Guan Shanyu himself couldn't quite put his finger on it. Seeing that Yan Ruchen hadn't asked about his morning trip to Yuchen Palace, he decided not to dwell on this heavy topic. Turning his gaze to the snowflakes drifting outside the window, he casually changed the subject, "It's snowing. It's so beautiful."

Yan Ruchen also looked up and saw Guan Shanyu with a smile on his face, staring at the falling snowflakes. He slowly asked, "Shanyu, do you like snow very much?"

Guan Shanyu looked back at him, his eyes sparkling, and nodded, "Yes, snowy days are the best time to stay home and sleep wrapped in a blanket. When the snow stops, you can go out and have a snowball fight in front of the door."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen lowered his head and smiled slightly, but did not say anything. Seeing that he did not respond, Guan Shanyu asked curiously, "Ruchen, what kind of weather do you like?"

Yan Ruchen looked up at him, put down the teacup in his hand, and stared at the snowflakes falling outside the window. He replied, "It'll be sunny."

Hearing this, Guan Shanyu raised his eyebrows slightly, followed his gaze, and then suddenly realized: "Well, sunny days are indeed convenient for doing many things."

Yan Ruchen nodded, his gaze still fixed on the snowy scene, and he said as if talking to himself, "Although the snowy day is beautiful, it is also desolate."

Upon hearing this, Guan Shanyu looked at Yan Ruchen with some confusion. He felt that there seemed to be a subtle bitterness in his tone. Just discussing the weather made him feel uncomfortable...

Guan Shanyu reacted immediately.

Yan Ruchen's foster mothers died on a snowy day.

After suddenly realizing it, Guan Shanyu cautiously glanced at Yan Ruchen and saw that apart from saying that sentence, he just looked at the snow scene and the storyteller lightly, without any other unusual reaction.

The storyteller in the hall spoke of something else, which drew another round of enthusiastic applause from the audience. Seeing this, Guan Shanyu quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Ruchen, when you came here just now, did you hear what the storyteller said?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen was slightly startled, then shook his head and replied, "No."

Guan Shanyu asked in confusion: "Didn't you come earlier? How come you didn't hear it?"

Yan Ruchen nodded and replied, "I came early. But I was so focused on looking at you just now that I didn't listen carefully to what he said."

This time, it was Guan Shanyu's turn to be stunned. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. He thought to himself what do you mean by "everyone is looking at me"? What he said was so... It makes people think a lot.

Yan Ruchen's direct words caught Guan Shanyu off guard, but he didn't seem to notice anything was wrong and continued to look at Guan Shanyu naturally. Guan Shanyu quickly looked away, his Adam's apple sliding unconsciously. After a light cough, he continued, "He just mentioned the two of us."

Yan Ruchen noticed that Guan Shanyu's ears were slightly red, so he tilted his head slightly and asked, "What did you say?"

Guan Shanyu raised his teacup, took a sip, and faithfully recounted the details he had just heard, such as the "flower-arm tattoo, broad face, and square mouth." He even laughed at himself, his previous awkwardness washed away by the storyteller's bizarre plot. By the end, Yan Ruchen hadn't reacted, but Guan Shanyu was laughing uncontrollably.

Yan Ruchen raised his eyebrows, watching Guan Shanyu laugh so hard that he couldn't breathe, and couldn't help but laugh along. However, when Yan Ruchen laughed, Guan Shanyu stopped laughing, paused to carefully examine his expression, and asked curiously: "Huh? You're not angry at all?"

Yan Ruchen shook his head and said, "A little bit."

Guan Shanyu nodded and agreed: "Indeed, how can they describe you like that? They don't know how beautiful you are."

Hearing this, Yan Ruchen shook his head again. "It's not because of that. I just think what he said about you having thick eyebrows, small eyes, and a pointed face like a monkey is completely untrue. How can such untrue things be so casually fabricated? I'll have someone close down his business later."

Guan Shanyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huh? You're not angry about what he said about you, but you're angry about mine?"

Yan Ruchen nodded: "It's really unheard of."

Guan Shanyu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. He looked at Yan Ruchen and shook his head, teasing him, "Otherwise, those disciples all call you Big Brother. You're really protective of your child."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, but did not respond. Guan Shanyu turned his gaze to the storyteller who was speaking enthusiastically and said calmly, "Forget it, don't bother with him. Perhaps his whole family depends on this business for a living."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen glanced at Guan Shanyu. He saw that he looked calm, observing the people in the hall with great interest, seemingly without the slightest hint of anger. His gaze then fell on the bundle beside Guan Shanyu and he asked, "Shanyu, did you bring this bundle from Yuchen Palace?"

Guan Shanyu was reminded by someone and quickly picked up the bundle. He placed it on his legs and opened it, revealing a large ball of white fluff inside. He explained to Yan Ruchen, "These are the scarves and gloves I asked Miss Li for. The weather is getting colder, and she has plenty anyway. Bring some back for us to use."

Yan Ruchen looked at the items in the bundle, then glanced at Guan Shanyu who was rummaging through it. Seeing a smile on his face, his expression changed slightly, and he asked softly, "Are you close to Miss Li?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at him and saw Yan Ruchen's expression was natural, but the question seemed a little subtle. He quickly explained, "She and I are best friends. You know what best friends are? She went on a blind date and found a good guy, but she was afraid he might be a scumbag, so she asked me to help her screen him with a man's perspective. This is her reward. She even gave me money."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Guan Shanyu was stunned and suddenly realized what he had said.

Fuck. What best friend, what scumbag? How could he be talking nonsense just like that big sieve Li Suyin?

Guan Shanyu lowered his head and rummaged through the package, not daring to look up at Yan Ruchen. Knowing that he was staring at him, Guan Shanyu's ears were burning with guilt.

Yan Ruchen looked at Guan Shanyu's gradually reddening earlobes and felt something was strange. He involuntarily turned sideways to look at him, but as soon as he got closer, Guan Shanyu suddenly raised his head.

Yan Ruchen was startled, and just before he hit Guan Shanyu's head, he quickly straightened his body and turned to the side. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then turned back calmly to ask Guan Shanyu what he was doing, only to find that a furry thing suddenly appeared in front of him.

A pleasant voice came from behind Maorongrong: "This scarf is said to be made of Northwest mountain goat cashmere. It's so soft, and it feels as soft and comfortable as a cloud. You should try it."

Yan Ruchen turned his head, tucked the scarf around him, and met Guan Shanyu's sparkling eyes, then looked at the scarf he was offering him like a treasure. A golden crane was embroidered on the end of the scarf, and the workmanship was indeed exquisite.

Yan Ruchen took it and stared at it for a moment, not knowing how to start.

Guan Shanyu on the other side even reminded him cheerfully: "Try it on, it will definitely look good on you."

Yan Ruchen turned the scarf over and over in his hand. Seeing that it was just a long strip, he thought for a moment, hung it around his neck, looked up at Guan Shanyu, and said slowly, "Put it on."

Guan Shanyu was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Is it ready? Don't you want to wear it a few times?"

"Wrap it around a few times..." Yan Ruchen repeated it softly twice, then lowered his head, grabbed the end of the scarf, and wrapped it around his neck twice more according to his understanding of the word "wrap".

Yan Ruchen didn't know if he did this, but from Guan Shanyu's increasingly complicated look, he guessed that what he did was not very good, so he put down his hand and said honestly: "Sorry, I have never worn a scarf before."

Guan Shanyu didn't say anything.

In fact, he realized something was wrong from Yan Ruchen's somewhat clumsy approach just now.

Yan Ruchen had been wandering since childhood. Although he was taken care of by a nanny in a brothel, the nanny's livelihood was also difficult. It was already very difficult for them to ensure that Yan Ruchen had enough food to eat, let alone scarves and gloves.

Guan Shanyu cursed inwardly, wondering how he had forgotten all this. Since he was giving the scarf to someone, he should have at least shown him how to put it on, even if he didn't help him put it on properly. He wondered if this would remind Yan Ruchen of the sad past.

He coughed lightly and said, "As for scarves, there's actually no fixed way to wear them. You're so good-looking, so just hanging it around your neck will look very handsome. Unlike me, who is weak and needs to wrap it around several times to keep warm, Ruchen, do you want to see how I wear it?"

Yan Ruchen hesitated slightly and nodded.

Seeing this, Guan Shanyu took the loose scarf from Yan Ruchen's neck and carefully wrapped it around his slender neck several times, tying a beautiful knot. After finishing, he slowly took a step back and looked at Yan Ruchen carefully.

Since returning from Wangshuiling, Yan Ruchen had changed into a dark suit, which perfectly complemented his sharp, handsome, and cheerful features. Although handsome, he always had a sense of solemnity and distance. Fortunately, his skin was fair to begin with, and now he had a plush scarf wrapped around his neck, half of his face hidden in it, like a half-covered lute, which unexpectedly softened his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing this, Guan Shanyu raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a thumbs up: "Looks good!"

Yan Ruchen raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and touched the soft scarf around his neck, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "It doesn't look good on me, does it?"

Guan Shanyu was busy searching for other items in the package. Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around and saw a bit of insecurity on Yan Ruchen's face. He said hurriedly, "You're so pretty, but you don't even know how pretty you are! If you walk around the street now, all the girls will be fascinated by you."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen turned his head away and chuckled softly. Before he could reply, he felt someone pull his hand towards him. Puzzled, he turned back and saw that Guan Shanyu had already helped him put on his gloves.

The gloves were equally exquisitely crafted, though the pattern was a bit childish, embroidered with two pink bunnies. Yan Ruchen gazed down at the pattern, lost in thought, when Guan Shanyu excitedly circled around him twice, praising him, "They're so pretty! I didn't expect them to suit you so well. Let's go back and share these with the others."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen hurriedly grabbed him. Guan Shanyu turned around and looked at his hand in confusion. Yan Ruchen tilted his head to look at the snow that was getting heavier and heavier. He said, "The snow is getting heavier. We have to go up the mountain on our way back, which is not easy. Why don't we stay here for a night?"

Guan Shanyu turned around, glanced at the fluttering snowflakes and the still spitting storyteller, then turned to ask Yan Ruchen, "Where are we going to live then?"

Yan Ruchen pondered for a moment and said softly, "I heard there's a new inn opened on another street. The beds are soft and heated, and they even offer massages in the evening. Would you like to try it?"

Guan Shanyu heard this, his eyes flashed, and he quickly responded, "Go!"

But when he really got there, Guan Shanyu felt that this place should be called a club rather than an inn.