Liang Muqiu cried for ten minutes in Cen Nan’s arms and when he eventually returned to his senses, he suddenly felt like a fool. He raised his hand to wipe his face and pushed Cen Nan away, turning his face and ignoring him.
“Alright, I’ve promised to give you the chance you want. Go where you need to be.”
Liang Muqiu was prepared to throw out a few harsh words so Cen Nan could learn the three obedience and four virtues, but as soon as he lifted his eyes and saw his pale face, the words in his mouth changed again.
“You’ve been a door god outside all night, that’s enough. I don’t need you to keep watch over me. I just bought this house and I’m not in the mood to move out. If you want to leave, you can.”
Of course, Cen Nan wouldn’t leave.
He grabbed Liang Muqiu’s hand and pulled him into his arms with a little force. Before Liang Muqiu could open his mouth to curse, he kissed Liang Muqiu’s forehead like a kitten, “I’m not sleepy. Did you just come out for breakfast? I’ll take you there first and go back to sleep after I return.”
Liang Muqiu was caught off guard by the kiss. He wanted to scold him, but when he heard Cen Nan’s offer, he thought it wouldn’t take long to eat breakfast and would be okay.
He was being dragged by Cen Nan and was picky as he asked, “Where are you going? Just buy some soy milk and fried dough sticks then send me off.”
Cen Nan smiled good-naturedly, “You’ll know when you reach.”
Liang Muqiu thought that Cen Nan was bringing him to a teahouse, but to his surprise, the car drove through a few streets and the roads on both sides became more and more familiar, eventually stopping at a wide roadside.
Looking to the left, there was a high school that had been built a long time ago, and to the right was a row of snack bars, all tucked under the shade of trees. There were tiny gateways with shop signs that were extremely old. These shops had been in business for several years.
“Leave the car ba.” Cen Nan said.
Liang Muqiu hesitated before pushing the door open.
Naturally, he was familiar with this place. It was the high school he attended with Cen Nan. He spent three years here and Cen Nan only transferred in during his third year. Whether it was one year or three, they had evening classes at that time and would come to this row of shops from the back gate to order late-night snacks.
He would even make a detour to avoid this street but now, Cen Nan had brought him here.
Cen Nan came over to hold his hand and said as he walked in, “I drove by here the other day and found that the wonton shop we used to go to in high school was still open, so I wanted to bring you here.”
Liang Muqiu curled his lips. “How do you know I still like to eat wontons? Maybe I’ve changed to dumplings.”
Cen Nan smiled and didn’t expose him.
He had caught Liang Muqiu ordering wonton takeout a few days ago.
After sitting down, they realised that the owners of the shop were also the same couple back from when they were in high school. They had not seen them for ten years but the two had not changed much. They were still kind with a few more wrinkles on their faces.
They seemed to still have some impressions of Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu, and they glanced at them a few more times when taking their order.
The female boss in the floral apron asked with a smile, “Did you two study in the opposite high school before? You look familiar to me.”
Liang Muqiu nodded calmly, “Yes, I was a student here 10 years ago.”
Cen Nan answered next to him, “We used to come here often for supper, he likes your thin-skinned wontons a lot.”
Liang Muqiu glanced at him.
The female boss was delighted at her good memory. There were not many patrons in the store and the boss went to the back kitchen to work, so she just chatted at the front counter.
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“You two are so good-looking, that’s why I can remember easily. Our thin-skinned wontons are our signature dish and many regular customers come here to eat them. Our steamed dumplings are just as good, want to try them?”
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Every evening break, the street outside would be filled with students. In those days, he and Cen Nan would hide in the crowd with their fingers touching now and then, holding hands but not at the same time.
The female boss over there chatted with Cen Nan and the more she looked at him, the more satisfied she was. He was a talented lawyer with a bright future.
She couldn’t help but ask, “Young man, you don’t look that old, are you married or have a girlfriend? I have a niece…”
But before she could finish speaking, Cen Nan interrupted.
“I’m married.” Cen Nan smiled, “I like him very much.”
Liang Muqiu stopped looking at the scenery and stared at Cen Nan with wide eyes.
She was disappointed for a moment, but within two seconds, she became cheerful again. “Then you got married quite early, that’s good also. Nowadays, young people like to get married late, but it doesn’t matter when you meet the person you like.” She laughed and glanced at the busy boss in the back kitchen. “You guys wait a minute, I’ll see if the wontons are ready.”
When the old lady went to the back kitchen, Liang Muqiu kicked Cen Nan under the table and asked with gritted teeth, “Why didn’t I know when you got married?”
Cen Nan patted his trouser legs and looked calm.
“In my heart.”
Liang Muqiu choked and wanted to toss him some sharp words but he was too lazy to pay attention to this thick-skinned person.
Ten minutes later, two small thin-skinned wonton bowls were served. Liang Muqiu’s portion was spicy while Cen Nan’s one was with vinegar.
Liang Muqiu was a person who couldn’t eat even a bit of sourness. Seeing Cen Nan add so much vinegar, his teeth soured. He ate a few small wontons and asked Cen Nan, “Did you eat small wontons abroad? Were there many Chinese restaurants?”
When Cen Nan was with him, although he couldn’t cook, he had a powerful mouth and was difficult to feed.
“There were many Chinese restaurants, but not many authentic ones. Small wontons were even rarer,” Cen Nan replied. “So I’m slowly learning to cook.”
Liang Muqiu didn’t ask anymore and added a spoonful of sesame oil to his soup.
In fact, the first time he looked at Cen Nan, he noticed that the other had lost weight. Although his skeleton was still tall, his face was thinner and his contours deeper, making him wonder how unpalatable the food was in the United States. It could even make a person starve and become so thin.
However, after living in the opposite house for more than half a month, Cen Nan took good care of himself and usually looked energized except today.
But he also didn’t want to tell Cen Nan about this thought. It would look like he cared for him.
After breakfast, the two said goodbye together to the owner’s wife, who smiled and waved her hand at them, telling them to come back more often.
Liang Muqiu went out and stood for a while, looking at the high school opposite.
Now it was time for class and the gate was empty except for the words “Bincheng No. 7 High School” gleaming in the sun.
Cen Nan stood beside him and asked him, “What’s the matter, do you want to go in and take a look?”
Liang Muqiu shook his head. “There’s no need. Let’s go.”
After getting into the car, Liang Muqiu was thinking about something and his mood was off and remained silent all the way. In the middle, Cen Nan stopped the car and said he was going to buy something, but Liang Muqiu wasn’t pleased to hear it.
However, when Cen Nan returned, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look and the whole person became stunned.
Cen Nan was holding a bunch of roses with dew in his hand, probably freshly cut. It made Cen Nan’s face turn a little rosy.
Liang Muqiu was confused and asked, “What are you doing?”
He measured Cen Nan with both eyes and assumed it wouldn’t be for him. It was very cliché. Only know how to chase people by smashing flowers? It was like shooting an idol drama.
But it’s just that the flowers were innocent. Each crimson rose was blooming exquisitely and when tied together, it was very blindingly captivating.
Cen Nan closed the car door. Inside the small car, the fragrance of roses was faint and lingering. He gently placed them into Liang Muqiu’s arms.
Looking at the puzzled expression on Liang Muqiu’s face, Cen Nan knew that he had already forgotten what he had said.
He paused, his throat a little dry. “Did you forget, that time when I left the country, you came to the airport to see me off. You told me to bring you roses when I return.”
At that time, they didn’t know that what came next would be a long separation.
Liang Muqiu sent him to the airport and although he was reluctant, he didn’t hug him and bawl, he just sniffled and buried his head in his arms and refused to come out.
At that time, a couple also happened to be beside them. The girl was lying in the boy’s arms and crying. She said, “You won’t even accompany me for Valentine’s Day this year.” The boy coaxed her in a hurry, saying that he would still send her roses.
Liang Muqiu, the high school student who was listening attentively, twisted his head and looked at them twice. He turned back and said firmly, “I want it too. When you come back, you have to send me roses too, big ones.”
He kissed Liang Muqiu’s face and said, “Okay, I’ll send you one every day when I return.”
But then the roses passed their blooming season and he never came back.
Liang Mu stared blankly at the bunch of roses.
He had long forgotten how he acted coquettishly to Cen Nan and asked for a bouquet of roses. It had been so long, and he deliberately forgot about their memories so some details would always fade.
But Cen Nan still remembered.
He heard Cen Nan say, “I owe you many things and countless days. I can’t make up for the past seven years, but every day, every hour and every minute from now on, I won’t let you wait for me again. I will fulfil everything I promised you, one by one.”
“The roses are late and I’m also late, but I’m really glad you still want me.”
He vaguely heard something off. As soon as he looked up, he found that Cen Nan’s eyes were red.
When they met again, Cen Nan didn’t cry. Last night, when he pressed him down and recklessly kissed him, he also didn’t cry. This morning, he finally relented and said he would give Cen Nan one more chance, but even then, he didn’t cry.
But now, in this closed and quiet car, Cen Nan’s eyes were red.
Because a bouquet of belated roses, finally had a master.
He was like a clam that had always been indestructible and he finally cracked a slit to reveal the soft flesh inside.
Liang Muqiu’s heart was empty for a moment and he couldn’t tell what it tasted like.
He said he wouldn’t eat Cen Nan’s white lotus act and he also thought his heart was like a stone.
But in this partially dim car, Cen Nan was looking at him with tearful eyes. He knew the other man was not a good thing, but he still couldn’t escape and fell head-on.
He raised his hand and roughly wiped the corners of Cen Nan’s eyes, pretending to be calm. “Why are you crying? Who said I want you? Don't give a coffee to yourself. You’re still in the inspection period. At most, you have the qualification to pursue me and can be laid off at any time.”
He pursed his lips and saw Cen Nan’s wet eyelashes, “If you enter my main room one day, it’s not too late to cry.”
Cen Nan laughed dumbly.
He held Liang Muqiu’s hand and planted a kiss on the warm palm stained with the wet tear on his face.
“Then I have to work hard,” he smiled. At the same time, he was also good at lowering himself. “I also beg Mr. Liang to have mercy, it doesn’t matter if there’s a main room or not, as long as I’m the only one.”
Simply shameless.
Foreign universities didn’t teach him how to be a vixen, but he had thoroughly studied it.
Liang Muqiu scolded secretly and pulled his hand back.
“Stop talking nonsense and drive,” Liang Muqiu instructed while holding the bouquet, “You don’t want to sleep but I still want to.”
Speaking of this, he glanced at the time. It was already eight o’clock. At this time, Cen Nan would be heading to the law firm
He couldn’t help frowning.
Cen Nan seemed to know what he was thinking and said slowly while restarting the car, “I’m working from home today.”
Liang Muqiu looked at him suspiciously, thinking that this fellow deliberately didn’t go to the law firm to block him.
But he didn’t bother to ask.
It wasn’t the first day Cen Nan was sick in the head.
He looked down at the roses in his arms. Now it was the blooming season and the flowers were as soft as silk. Tied together and crowded against each other, it resembled a glorious summer’s day.
Author’s notes
Cen Nan: Married person, no hints
Sorry for the delay guys, I just recovered and quickly posted this, thank you all for your patience 
I’ll share something that happened at the clinic, maybe you’ll find it funny ahahah
I went to the clinic since I was sick and also needed MC for school. I was displaying covid symptoms, so I naturally had to do a swab test. And the nurse took out the swab and told me, “I’ll be doing the swab test now.”
And for some stupid reason, I opened my mouth for the nurse and she was like, “Not your mouth, it’s your nose.” IM EMBARRASED but my friends found it funny LOL
LMQ’s heart is big, too inocent and a little too naive~
Thank You for the new chapter (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡ Hope You are healthy and everything is alright! 💙 Take care!
Get well soon and thank you for translation
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