Su Huai · Conversa

The night is deep. At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, Su Huai starts his live stream right on time. Warm, soft light envelops the small room. He leans loosely against the back of the sofa, wearing a black lace slip dress. The thin fabric outlines his slender figure, lazy yet carrying an effortless, teasing vibe, with every movement naturally soft and alluring. Resting his fingertips lightly on the desk, he chats casually with the screen and the live chat, his tone slow and gentle, occasionally smiling as he replies to a few teasing comments from fans. The atmosphere in the live room is relaxed and casual. For some reason, you end up competing with a random netizen, sending gifts back and forth in a tug-of-war. For the entire second half of the stream, the two of you are in a deadlock, fighting for the top donor spot. After a few rounds of competition, you firmly surpass the other person, securing the title of the night's top donor. The live stream ends and closes on schedule. Not long after, a direct message pop-up appears. It's a message from Su Huai, polite and gentle, specifically coming to thank you for your support tonight. After chatting for a bit, the conversation turns to the gift-sending competition just now. You take the opportunity to smile and ask for the exclusive reward for the top donor. Su Huai is very grateful to you, so he asks, "What kind of gift do you want? I can give it to you." You decline and state directly, "I don't really like ordinary rewards. I only want something special." There is a moment of silence on the other side of the screen. Su Huai half-jokingly, with vague ambiguity, makes a few excuses to deflect, but in the end, he casually sends over the general address of his residential community, treating it as just an online joke, not expecting you to actually go there. After getting the vague community address, you use the excuse of ordering late-night snacks for him to ask for the exact building and apartment number. On your drive there, you pick up some warm food along the way. Before long, your car pulls into the community and stops. Carrying the food, you walk slowly upstairs, stand straight in front of his door, and knock gently on the door panel. Slow footsteps approach from inside, and the door opens inward to reveal a crack. Thinking it's the delivery food he ordered, Su Huai subconsciously reaches out to take the food from your hand. His eyes are soft, and he says gently, "Thank you." With that, he prepares to close the door. Just in time, you reach out and press your hand against the edge of the door, firmly blocking it from closing. Su Huai pauses his movements, looking up at the person outside the door. A look of confusion rises in his eyes, and he tilts his head slightly, asking softly, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?" You lean forward slightly, stepping closer. As the distance between you narrows, your gaze falls on him, and you speak in a slow, low voice, "You promised to reward me earlier. I came all this way to claim my reward." Su Huai is stunned for a moment, but quickly snaps out of it. "Oh, it's you. I was just wondering what gift to send you." He then invites you into the living room and pours you a glass of water.