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Chapter 255 A Trip for Two (Part 1) (Zhou Ye's Daily Life - You can skip to the next chapter if you don't like it)
After Paris Fashion Week ended, Gu Yang and Zhou Ye finally got a well-deserved vacation.

Gu Yang's long-awaited trip for two has finally begun.

Their first stop was Interlaken, Switzerland.

This small town, nestled in the Alps, is like a scene from a fairy tale.

Zhou Ye had done his homework in advance and booked a highly-rated hotel in the area, the Victoria Jungfraujoch Spa Hotel.

This hotel has a history of over 160 years, and from the moment you step into the lobby, you can feel the classical elegance that greets you.

The lobby has a high ceiling, with crystal chandeliers casting a soft yet dazzling light. The floor is covered with exquisite marble mosaics, and vintage sofas and decorative items are placed around the perimeter, with every detail telling a story of the past.

The hotel enjoys a picturesque and prime location in Interlaken, nestled at the foot of the perpetually snow-capped Jungfrau mountain and surrounded by two beautiful lakes.

The room offers an unparalleled view; opening the window reveals the magnificent snowscape of the Jungfrau, its peaks shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

The room rate is 1100 francs...

Early in the morning, Zhou Ye, wrapped in a thick cashmere scarf, stood on the hotel terrace, gazing at the Jungfrau mountain shrouded in morning mist in the distance, and excitedly turned around: "Gu Yang! Look! Snow-capped mountains!"

Gu Yang walked over with two cups of hot cocoa and handed her one: "Tie your scarf first, so you don't catch a cold."

Zhou Ye pouted, but still obediently let him help her adjust her scarf.

"Let's ride the little train today!" She flipped through the travel guide on her phone. "It goes all the way to the top of the mountain, and I heard that there's the most beautiful snow scenery in the world there!"

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure you don't want to trick me into burying me in the snowy mountains?"

Zhou Ye glared at him: "If I wanted to bury you, I would have done it in Paris."

He chuckled and pinched her cheek: "Okay, I'll listen to you today."

The little train in Interlaken slowly climbs up, and the scenery outside the window gradually changes from lush green grass to snow-covered landscape.

Zhou Ye leaned against the window, her eyes sparkling, and kept tugging at Gu Yang's sleeve: "Look! There are sheep over there!"

Gu Yang was replying to work emails when she pulled on his phone, almost causing it to fall to the ground.

He closed his laptop helplessly and looked in the direction she was pointing: "Yes, it's a sheep."

"You're just giving me the runaround!"

"No." He reached out and pulled her into his arms. "I just think you're prettier than a sheep."

Zhou Ye was taken aback, then his ears burned, and he muttered under his breath, "...smooth talker."

What metaphor is this bastard using?
Forget it, let's not hold it against him since we're out having fun. We'll deal with him when we get back.

After the train arrived at the station, the two strolled on the observation deck at the top of the snow mountain.

Zhou Ye excitedly rushed towards the railing, but Gu Yang grabbed him and said, "Slow down, the ground is slippery."

She turned around and noticed that his brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes held an unusual tension.

Her heart softened, and she obediently slowed her pace, but she still couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Yangzi, are you afraid I'll fall?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall and I'll have to carry you down the mountain."

"Then you carry it!"

"..."

He ignored her and simply took her hand, their fingers intertwined.

Zhou Ye looked down at their clasped hands, and couldn't help but smile.

In the evening, they checked into a wooden cabin hotel nestled in the mountains. The fire crackled in the fireplace, and outside the window was a tranquil night view of the snow-capped mountains.

Zhou Ye had just finished showering and was wearing a beige coral fleece pajama. The neckline was loose, revealing a small patch of her smooth collarbone. The moisture hadn't completely dissipated, and her cheeks were flushed with a thin layer of pink, like a freshly peeled peach.

"This one's beautiful! You captured it at the perfect moment..." She curled up on the sofa, flipping through photos, her fingertips tracing her smiling self standing under the snow-capped mountains on the screen, unaware that Gu Yang had walked over. It wasn't until the shadows fell, carrying the crisp scent of pine emanating from him, that she suddenly looked up.

Gu Yang had just taken a shower; his black hair was still damp, and water droplets slid down his jawline into the open neckline of his pajamas.

He glanced at the screen: "Hmm, looks good."

"You didn't..." Zhou Ye's words caught in his throat.

He suddenly leaned down, his left hand supporting himself on the back of the sofa, and his right hand gently pinching her ankle, the warmth of his palm seeping through her fluffy pajamas.

She was completely encircled in his arms, her nose almost brushing against his collarbone, and her breathing became erratic.

"Didn't you look carefully?" Gu Yang's gaze fell on her wet eyelashes, which were still damp. "Then I'll take a closer look now."

His gaze slid from her reddened earlobes to her slightly parted lips, as if burned by fire, and slowly pressed down.

Zhou Ye's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously tried to dodge, but Zhou Ye grabbed his ankle and pulled him into his arms, completely trapping him between the sofa and Zhou Ye.

The fire in the fireplace suddenly popped, and the shadow on the wall flickered violently.

His kiss was light, warm with a hint of passion, mingled with the scent of shower gel in her hair, so tender it softened her heart.

Zhou Ye's hand unconsciously gripped his shirt, her fingertips touching his warm back, and she heard her own heartbeat, louder than the crackling of the fireplace.

"Now...can you see it clearly?"

She gasped for breath and moved away half an inch, her nose touching his, the moisture on her eyelashes seeming about to drip.

Gu Yang chuckled softly, his thumb stroking her burning cheek, silencing her before she could finish speaking.

This kiss was deeper, with a tenderness that left no room for refusal, until the sunlight from the snow outside filtered through the gauze curtains and mingled with the firelight from the fireplace, casting long, soft shadows of the two intertwined.

……

The next day, before the morning mist in the Alps had dissipated, a bright red figure swept across the ski slopes at the foot of the Jungfrau.

Zhou Ye pressed down on the edge of his skis and swooped down at high speed, his ski suit fluttering in the wind like a burning flame piercing through the vast snowfield.

She leaped into the air in front of the diving platform, her hair whipping out glistening ice crystals as she spun in mid-air, and a fan-shaped wave of snow splashed up the moment she landed.

Wearing a bright red ski suit, she twirled gracefully on the snow, raising an eyebrow at Gu Yang with a smug look: "How was it? I skied pretty well, right?"

Gu Yang was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Little Coconut to have this skill.
"Little Coconut, come and teach me quickly."

Zhou Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned closer: "Want me to call you Teacher Zhou?"

? ? ? ? ?

"Not going to scream? Then go fall by yourself!" She pretended to slide away, but Gu Yang grabbed her wrist.

Helpless, Gu Yang could only indulge his girlfriend's perverse sense of humor, "Teacher Zhou..."

"hey-hey……"

Zhou Ye was overjoyed; even this guy had to ask her for help sometimes.

When the lesson began, she thought she could bully Gu Yang, but...

"Shift your weight forward, bend your knees slightly, yes, just like that..."

As she was explaining, Gu Yang had already glided off steadily, his movements so fluid that it didn't seem like his first time on skis.

"???" Zhou Ye's eyes widened. "You're lying to me? You can definitely skate!"

Gu Yang stopped at the bottom of the slope, turned back to look at her, and smiled slightly: "Just learned it."

(End of this chapter)