Can I still be saved? [Transmigration] - Chapter 44.1

Guo Xiuhui and Wen Huaishan were traditional and conservative, believing that during holidays, the family should always be together.

Shen Nianyun, on the other hand, was far more open-minded. In his opinion, if the kids wanted to spend the holiday traveling with friends, as long as they stayed safe, it wasn’t a big deal.

Since the acquisition case was basically settled, he wasn’t as busy anymore. He even brought the two elders from Henglin to the capital so they could spend New Year’s together.

As for Su Yunjing and Fu Hanzhou, once he heard they were planning to go skiing with two friends, Shen Nianyun booked rooms at the resort for them. He even upgraded their plane tickets to first class.

When they landed, the ski resort sent a private car to pick them up, along with a personal butler for service.

Tang Wei couldn’t help but sigh, “Having a rich dad is the best. Brother Fu, does your dad need another son? How about I be your little brother?”

Tang Wei’s family ran a big amusement park that made decent profits every year, but compared to an internet tycoon, it was nothing.

Lin Lie teased, “You don’t look like a little brother. More like a lackey.”

Tang Wei snapped back, embarrassed,

“Get lost.”

Lin Lie glanced at Su Yunjing with a meaningful smile and said, “I think Wen Ci looks more like Brother Fu’s little brother.”

Caught off guard, Su Yunjing quickly corrected him,“Wrong. I’m his older brother, not younger.”

Last time, he was older by age. This time, he was older by birth month.

From the moment they got off the plane, Fu Hanzhou wrapped himself in a blanket, leaning weakly against Su Yunjing.

His skin was so pale that it blended seamlessly with the snowy mountains outside the window, making his dark brows and lashes stand out strikingly.

And to Su Yunjing’s ‘older brother’ claim, Fu Hanzhou made no comment at all. He only nestled his face into Su Yunjing’s shoulder.

“Are you still cold?”

Su Yunjing adjusted the blanket, tucking it around his nose and mouth so only his bright phoenix eyes and smooth forehead were visible.

Lin Lie clicked his tongue.

For once, Tang Wei agreed with him. Leaning close, he whispered, “I don’t think Brother Fu looks like Wen Ci’s brother. He looks more like his grandson.”

On the plane they’d already been glued together, and after they’d disembarked, Tang Wei hadn’t seen Fu Hanzhou’s face leave Su Yunjing’s shoulder.

Even when drinking water, he sipped weakly, still leaning against Su Yunjing, then tucked himself back into his blanket.

Was this really the aloof, untouchable Brother Fu they knew? If Tang Wei hadn’t seen him fight before, he’d swear this was Lin Daiyu reincarnated.

Lin Lie chuckled, patting Tang Wei’s shoulder like an elder. “Little Tang, some things you see but don’t say.”

Their voices weren’t loud, but in such a small car, with windows shut tight, everyone could hear.

Su Yunjing, protective as always, defended his ‘cub’. “He’s just cold. Not used to the climate yet.”

Lin Lie drew out a long “Oh~” filled with implication.

Tch. Afraid of the cold, and still came skiing.

Tang Wei mimicked, also dragging out an “Oh~,” even though he didn’t know what Lin Lie meant. But he liked the idea that Brother Fu actually had a weak side.

“Hahaha, afraid of the cold this much?”

“Hahahahaha, what a weakling.”

Tang Wei’s smugness lasted all the way until they reached the ski resort, where each of them was handed a full set of the flashiest, top-grade equipment.

The resort sold skis equipment, but also offered rentals.

Of course, their private butler had already pre-ordered the professional gear for them in advance.

Tang Wei’s family had some money, sure, but if he ever spent two grand on a pair of Lamborghini skis, his parents would beat him half to death for being a spoiled brat.

Now, clutching the skis he’d been drooling over for ages, Tang Wei was practically moved to tears.

Having money was great. Having a rich dad who’d actually spend it on you? Pure bliss.

With skis in hand, Tang Wei couldn’t wait, he charged straight onto the snow to surf.

Fu Hanzhou, however, had no interest in skiing. He didn’t even take equipment, just stood in the snow wrapped in a long down coat that went past his knees.

Su Yunjing, worried the little cool cub would catch a cold, urged him to wait inside.

But Fu Hanzhou insisted on watching him skiing from the side,“If it gets really cold, I’ll go in.”

Su Yunjing: …Fine.

Meanwhile, Lin Lie was already geared up and beckoned Su Yunjing over for lessons.

Su Yunjing had never tried this kind of rich-kid sport before. With his goggles on, he obediently followed Lin Lie’s instructions.

They had a VIP ski run all to themselves, no outsiders to disturb them.

Tang Wei, having the time of his life, quickly got bored skiing alone. So he started messing with Su Yunjing and Lin Lie instead.

Each time he swooshed past, he kicked up a spray of snow, shards of white crystals mixed with icy wind smacking right into Su Yunjing and Lin Lie’s faces.

“Come chase me! Catch me and Tang-ye will buy you candy!”

Tang Wei laughed out loud, swinging his ski poles around like a wild little colt, full of cocky energy.

Snow was spattered all over Lin Lie’s face, but he held back his temper, continue patiently teaching Su Yunjing. “Don’t mind him.”

But in no time, Tang Wei swooped past again, flicking his poles to kick up another wave of ‘artificial snowfall’.

“Come on! You can’t catch Tang-ye, can you? Bunch of noobs! Hahahahaha!”

Su Yunjing: “…”

You had to admit, this guy’s aggro-pulling ability was off the charts. Su Yunjing was usually easygoing, but even he thought Tang Wei was asking for it—let alone Lin Lie.

And Tang Wei had history.

Last time, he lashed Lin Lie once with a belt. After catching him, Lin Lie actually tied up Tang Wei’s hands and feet with it and forced him to do math problems.

Lin Lie would first explain the solution to a problem to Tang Wei, then have him do the same type of problem.

If he makes one mistake—just one—he’d get whipped with a decorative rattan cane from Tang Wei’s house.

The cane was thin, like a fresh willow branch, stinging sharply with every strike.

Tang Wei had held that grudge ever since. Finally, he had a chance to get back at Lin Lie and he was reveling in it.

Snowflakes whirled down in the cold wind, dusting Lin Lie’s brows with frost. He smiled, low and sinister. “About time someone put this bastard in his place.”

He turned to Su Yunjing and said, “Keep practicing what I showed you. Get a feel for it on your own, I’ll be right back.”

Su Yunjing didn’t say anything—just silently offered a prayer for Tang Wei.

The ‘little colt’ ahead of him had zero sense of danger, still kicking up snow and fooling around.

When he finally heard the sound from behind and turned his head, his whole body jolted.

Seeing Lin Lie about to catch up, Tang Wei’s scalp went numb, “Sh*t…”

Seeing that Tang Wei accelerated, Lin Lie lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice, “Didn’t Tang-ye say he’d buy us candy? What are you running for, then?”

“Buy your f*cking candy, noob! Come at me if you’ve got the guts!”

“…Heh.”

Moments later, the two of them vanished down the slope.

Su Yunjing continued to practice bit by bit, following the techniques Lin Lie had shown him.

The VIP slope was empty, no one else to see him fumble, so he wasn’t embarrassed. Little by little, he was starting to get the hang of it, even finding some fun.

But worried that Fu Hanzhou was still waiting outside, he cut practice short and headed back.

Sure enough, a young man stood in the cold wind, his impressive shoulders and waist swaddled in a bulky down jacket. The tip of his delicate, straight nose, peeking through his scarf, was slightly red from the wind.

Looking at that handsome face, with its high brows and deep eyes, Su Yunjing thought he looked so pitiful.

Feeling both exasperated and soft-hearted, Su Yunjing pulled off his goggles and walked over. “Cold, huh? Why didn’t you wait inside for me?”

The little cool cub tucked into his scarf didn’t answer. Instead, he asked, “How was it? Fun?”

“Not bad, pretty fun.” Su Yunjing rolled his shoulders. “Just that my arm aches a little. Maybe I’m using the wrong strength.”

Fu Hanzhou, still wearing gloves, reached over and kneaded his inner arm.

Su Yunjing had a muscle stretched, and when Fu Hanzhou pinched it, he suddenly felt a strange tingling sensation.

Just then, Lin Lie and Tang Wei came back. Tang Wei trailing behind with a sour face, and it was obvious that Lin Lie had taught him a lesson.

When Lin Lie came back, he saw Su Yunjing and Fu Hanzhou standing together. The two of them were talking about something, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

Fu Hanzhou even took off his gloves and put his hand into Su Yunjing’s ski suit.

Lin Lie raised a brow and elbowed Tang Wei.

Tang Wei, still grumpy, snapped, “The hell are you bumping me for?!”

Lin Lie shot him a look.

Tang Wei’s fire immediately fizzled, though his tone was still sharp. “Spit it out already.”

“An experiment,” Lin Lie said.

“What dumbass experiment?”

Lin Lie didn’t bother explaining. He just reached out, demonstrating with action.

Tang Wei was still waiting for words when suddenly a long, cold hand slid under his own jacket, pressed right against his overheated skin.

Lin Lie sighed in satisfaction. Tang Wei first shivered, then exploded like a powder keg.

“Lin, you f*cking—! Are you trying to die?!”

The two of them tumbled into a snowdrift, wrestling and a lot of snow poured down in their collars, the colder it got, the fiercer they fought.

While chaos reigned on one side, harmony thrived on the other.

Lying in the snow with Tang Wei pinned beneath him, Lin Lie glanced sideways at Su Yunjing and Fu Hanzhou.

The boy who had always been cold to the world now lowered his lashes, his phoenix eyes soft with a smile. His jawline and nose were sharp under the pale light, lips tinted with warmth.

He seemed genuinely happy, joy spilling out of him uncontrollably.

Lin Lie had never seen Fu Hanzhou look like this. From the very first moment of this trip, he had noticed the change.

Before, with his personality, Fu Hanzhou wouldn’t even have accepted the invitation, much less joined them here.

He caught Tang Wei’s hand that was trying to shove snow down his collar. “Stop. Look at those two.”

“Look at your ass.” Tang Wei cursed, but curiosity got the better of him, and he glanced over.

“What’s so special to see?” he muttered, unimpressed.

“ Brother Fu’s hand,” Lin Lie reminded him.

Tang Wei cursed. “Isnt Wen Ci cold?!”

Just a moment ago, when Lin Lie’s cold hand slipped under his clothes, Tang Wei had nearly met his ancestors on the spot.

So seeing that scene, he felt a strong sense of substitution, and the back of his neck felt cold, as if a cold wind was blowing in.