Lu Ao's heart stirred. He turned to look at him, his eyes sparkling. "What about tonight? Do you have time tonight?"
The expectation in his eyes was far too obvious. Song Zhou looked at him, his heart softening beyond measure. "Of course I do."
Lu Ao immediately made the decision. "Then I won't go. We'll go soak in the hot springs together tonight."
Lu Ao went out and told the coordinator that he was feeling unwell and seemed to be coming down with a cold, so he would not be soaking in the hot springs this time, lest his cold worsen or spread to others.
This was the first lie he had told for love. Beneath his calm exterior, his heart was indescribably flustered.
The coordinator did not notice anything. He only felt sorry for him. "You're really not going to soak in the hot springs on the only hot-spring stop of this Antarctica trip?"
"I can't help it." Lu Ao pressed his lips together. "I'd better not."
The coordinator shook his head. "All right. In your condition, you really aren't suited to soak in the hot springs."
After giving him a few more instructions, the coordinator let him go back to rest.
Once the coordinator had left, Lin Qiyan came over worriedly. He looked Lu Ao up and down, then asked softly, "Are you really sick? Should I make you some ginger soup?"
Lu Ao refused. "Ginger soup isn't a cure-all. I'll be fine after taking some medicine and getting some sleep."
"Actually, if it's a cold caused by the wind and chill, it won't affect anyone else."
"I'd still rather not."
Lin Qiyan felt sorry for him. "Sigh, why did you have to get sick now of all times? Soaking in hot springs in the polar regions might