Lu Yu

Halfway there, Shen Zeyu noticed a child hiding behind a pillar, sneaking peeks at him. The moment he was spotted, he ducked his head back out of sight.

Charmed, Shen Zeyu quietly approached the pillar while the child had his head tucked away.

After a moment, Lu Yu slowly poked his head out again and came face-to-face with Shen Zeyu. Embarrassed, Lu Yu tried to run, but Shen Zeyu quickly scooped him into his arms.

"Why are you running?" Shen Zeyu asked with a smile.

Lu Yu froze and said blankly, "You're so pretty."

Shen Zeyu had fair skin, handsome features, and long, slightly curled lashes. When he smiled, his eyes curved into crescents, instantly endearing him to others.

"Thank you. You're very cute too. Can I call you Yuyu?"

"Okay!"

Shen Zeyu wasn't wrong, either. With his chubby little face and big, bright eyes, Lu Yu looked impossibly adorable whenever he gazed at someone.

Perhaps it was because Shen Zeyu had such a lovely smile, but Lu Yu had already relaxed completely in his arms.

"Shall I carry you downstairs for lunch?"

Lu Yu nodded, then added, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

When they reached the living room, the steward had indeed prepared lunch. Shen Zeyu carried Lu Yu toward the dining table.

Up close, he saw that the table was laden with all kinds of food. Many were dishes Shen Zeyu had only heard of and never tasted before.

Seeing Shen Zeyu approach the table, Steward Zhang said, "We weren't sure what you liked, Mr. Shen, so I had the kitchen make a little of everything. If it isn't to your liking, we can have them prepare another meal to suit your tastes."

Shen Zeyu came back to himself. "No, no need. I like it."

"Then please enjoy your meal, Mr. Shen, young master." With that, the steward prepared to leave.

"Thank you."

"You're most welcome, Mr. Shen."

Following his example, Lu Yu said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"You're most welcome, young master," Steward Zhang replied warmly. He reached out to pat Lu Yu's head before turning to leave.

"Do you need me to feed you?" Shen Zeyu asked gently.

"No, I can eat by myself." Lu Yu climbed down from Shen Zeyu's arms and onto his own special little chair, demonstrating that he could eat on his own.

Seeing this, Shen Zeyu picked up his chopsticks and began eating too.

After lunch, a servant came to clear the table. Shen Zeyu went over to sit on the sofa, with Lu Yu following him every step of the way.

As soon as Shen Zeyu sat down, he hurriedly took a seat beside him.

"Are you my other daddy?" Lu Yu asked.

"Yes."

"Then will you be nice to me like Daddy is?"

"Of course."

"Do I call you Daddy too?" Lu Yu asked again.

Shen Zeyu thought for a moment before answering, "You can call me Papa."

"Why?" Lu Yu's voice was full of confusion.

"See, you have two daddies now, don't you? If you call us both Daddy, we won't know which one you mean, will we?" Shen Zeyu explained patiently.

"Oh, right."

"So, Yuyu, can you call me Papa?" Shen Zeyu asked.

Instead of answering, Lu Yu called out, "Papa." He knew his daddy would get married sooner or later, and that he would have another daddy.

Besides, his new daddy was so pretty that Lu Yu quickly accepted him.

"What a good boy, Yuyu."

"Papa, when will Daddy wake up? Grandma said Daddy is sick and has to sleep for lots of days before he wakes up." At the thought of his daddy still sleeping, Lu Yu's voice grew quiet.

Shen Zeyu gathered Lu Yu into his arms. "Don't worry. Daddy will wake up soon. Believe what Grandma told you. She wouldn't lie to you."

"While Daddy is sleeping, Papa will stay with you."

"Okay." Lu Yu nodded.

"Papa, can we go see Daddy? I haven't talked to him yet today."

"Then will you show me the way, Yuyu?"

Lu Yu climbed out of Shen Zeyu's arms and took his hand. "Follow me, Papa."

Holding Shen Zeyu's hand, Lu Yu slowly led him toward Lu Cizhou's room. As they climbed the stairs, Shen Zeyu held his other hand behind Lu Yu to keep him safe.

"Papa, this is Daddy's room." Once Lu Yu finished speaking, Shen Zeyu pushed open the door.

Inside, Lu Cizhou's private doctor was changing his IV. Hearing them enter, he greeted Shen Zeyu.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Zeyu nodded slightly. "Please carry on. I just brought Yuyu up to see him."

The doctor turned back to his work.

Before Shen Zeyu had even finished speaking, Lu Yu had let go of his hand and run over to lean against the head of Lu Cizhou's bed.

In what he thought was a quiet voice, he said, "Daddy, I have a new daddy."

Lu Cizhou: *?!*

His son's new daddy—didn't that mean his husband?

Although Lu Cizhou was still unconscious, he could already sense what was happening around him.

Oblivious to his father's shock, Lu Yu kept talking.

"My new daddy is really pretty, and he's really nice to me. I like my new daddy." He paused, then added, "But of course, I still like you best, Daddy."

Then he went on to talk about what he had done that day.

Shen Zeyu didn't interrupt Lu Yu. He simply thought to himself,

What a nice body.

Hearing this, Lu Cizhou coughed inwardly and thought, It's nothing special.

But that voice hadn't seemed to reach him through his ears. Lu Cizhou considered it briefly, then assumed it only felt that way because he hadn't been listening closely.

Shen Zeyu waited a little longer before speaking. "Yuyu, let's go downstairs. We can come see Daddy again tomorrow, okay? Let him get some rest."

Lu Yu had pretty much finished what he wanted to say, so he went downstairs with Shen Zeyu.

As soon as they got downstairs, Lu Yu remembered that he hadn't finished the craft assignment his kindergarten had given him that week.

"Papa, can you help me with my kindergarten craft? I have to hand it in at school on Monday," Lu Yu asked as he rummaged through his backpack.

To make things easier for Lu Yu when he did crafts, a backpack filled with his craft supplies was always kept in the living room.

"Absolutely. What do we need to make?" Shen Zeyu asked confidently.

"An animal we like out of modeling clay." As he spoke, he handed over the clay he had found.

"Then what animal do you like, Yuyu?"

"Bunnies."

"Okay, then we'll make a bunny. I'll make one first. Watch carefully, then try making one yourself." Shen Zeyu took the clay and got started.

Lu Yu watched very carefully, but gradually began to feel that something was wrong. Although he didn't know how to make one, he had seen bunnies before, and they looked nothing like what Papa was making.

Still, seeing how enthusiastic Papa was, he didn't point it out.

After finishing with complete confidence, Shen Zeyu took a look. "What... what is this ugly thing?"

"That's the bunny you made, Papa," Lu Yu reminded him.

Thanks, but you don't need to remind me. I know. I just can't believe I made this.

Although he had never done this before, he had thought it seemed pretty simple. How had it turned out like this?

Seeing that Papa looked a little upset, Lu Yu reached out with his little hand and patted him. "It's okay, Papa. Nobody does a good job their first time," he said in his sweet little voice.

Thank you. Comforted, Shen Zeyu rallied. He decided that he must have used the wrong method earlier.

"Come on, this time we'll follow a tutorial on my phone. We'll do it together." With that, he took out his phone and searched for a tutorial.

A little while later, Lu Yu said excitedly, "Papa, I made one!"

Meanwhile, Shen Zeyu looked at the mess in his own hands. Forget it. I give up. I just don't have the talent for this.

"Good job, Yuyu," Shen Zeyu praised him.

"Papa, haven't you made yours yet?" Lu Yu asked in confusion, looking at Shen Zeyu's empty hands.

Without missing a beat, Shen Zeyu said, "I watched it once and thought it was too easy, so I didn't make one."

Lu Yu looked at Shen Zeyu in admiration. "You learned it so fast, Papa! You're amazing. Then if I get homework like this again, can you help me make it?"

"Of course," Shen Zeyu said without a blush or a flicker of guilt.

Shen Zeyu, a man who refused to lose, prayed there would never be another assignment like this.

He hurriedly changed the subject. "All right, let's put everything away. It's almost time for dinner." As he spoke, he returned Lu Yu's things to their places one by one.

After dinner, Shen Zeyu put Lu Yu, who had spent the whole day playing, to bed. He was about to head down to the living room when he saw Steward Zhang coming upstairs.

Upon seeing Shen Zeyu, Steward Zhang quickened his pace. "Mr. Shen, here's the situation. The doctor said the young master needs to be wiped down every day. I was wondering whether you would be willing to do it. Since you're married to him now, I thought these things..."

Wipe him down? Doesn't that mean I can... Before the steward could finish explaining, Shen Zeyu hastily said, "I'm willing." Only then did he realize the steward hadn't finished.

Shen Zeyu: Well, this is awkward.

"Huh? Oh, if you're willing, Mr. Shen, I'll have someone prepare everything you need. You can go straight to the young master's room."

Shen Zeyu gave an awkward laugh. "Haha, okay."

He reassured himself. It's fine. A handsome man is more important.

A little while later, Shen Zeyu headed toward Lu Cizhou's room, brimming with excitement.

With no one else in the room, Shen Zeyu openly stared at Lu Cizhou.

Even dressed in hospital pajamas, the man lying in bed lost none of his presence. He hardly looked like someone in a coma, a testament to how well the Lu family cared for him. The longer Shen Zeyu looked, the more entranced he became. He nearly forgot that he was supposed to wipe the man down, but fortunately, a shred of clarity remained.

Lu Cizhou sensed a burning gaze fixed on him.

Lu Cizhou: Who is it?

Then a pleasant voice reached his ears.

"I'm not trying to take advantage of you. I have to take your clothes off to wipe you down." Shen Zeyu chuckled.

No, I absolutely want to take advantage of you.

Lu Cizhou: What's going on? Why are there two voices?

After mentally preparing himself, Shen Zeyu slowly bent down and undid Lu Cizhou's buttons one by one. At the thought of soon seeing Lu Cizhou's body, he grew more excited, and his hands moved faster and faster.

Lu Cizhou: I might have believed you if I couldn't feel your hands undoing my buttons faster and faster.

At the same time, a voice sounded in his mind. Wow. That body, those abs—absolutely perfect. He's unconscious, so touching him a little should be fine, right?

Does this guy have a split personality or something?

As soon as the words faded, Lu Cizhou felt a hand roaming over his body.

Lu Cizhou: If I hadn't heard that other voice, I would definitely have reassured myself that he was only wiping me down.