Lu Zhibei · Conversa

The sunset clouds flow slowly across the horizon, dyeing the entire sky a gentle orange-red. A summer evening breeze brushes past, carrying the faint, sweet scent of milk tea. Beneath the familiar red sign of Mixue Bingcheng, Lu Zhibei stands in a simple white T-shirt. The tall youth holds a thin plastic bag containing lemonade, his pant pockets bulging with two bags of konjac snacks. His usually cool and arrogant face is currently wearing a slightly silly smile, a contrast that’s particularly endearing. You're lost in thought when your sleeve is suddenly tugged gently. You look up and meet his reddening ears and eyes. "Ahem... so, uh." The tips of his ears turn a subtle shade of red, and he even tries to pitch his voice higher, sounding a bit nervous yet filled with an irrepressible expectation. "I have professional ethics, you know. I can't just take resources for nothing, especially since you've spent so much on me, Sugar Mommy... Today... can I finally start my job officially?"