TLC: Yuyin
PR: Amy
Although Cen Nan hadn’t been home for several days, the house was still neat and tidy. The housekeeping auntie had probably come to clean it and there was a bunch of fresh calla lilies in the vase.
The last time he entered Cen Nan’s bedroom was after Song Wei’s company dinner when he was too drunk to go to his own house. There, Cen Nan looked after him. That was also when he was pressed onto the bed and kissed by Cen Nan who begged him for a chance to get back together.
Now that he was here again, he sat on the carpet and felt a little uneasy. They were going to watch a movie and the lights were switched off. The only light from the screen cast a hazy glow in the room.
They were watching an old movie titled ‘Love Letter‘.
For newly released movies, Liang Muqiu preferred to go to the cinema but for old and nostalgic films, he liked to sit in a dark room to enjoy them.
Cen Nan brought a tray of snacks that were often paired with alcohol from the kitchen and sat down beside Liang Muqiu. The two were very close, shoulder to shoulder.
Liang Muqiu tried his best to focus on the movie.
He had watched ‘Love Letter’ before but many years had passed and he could barely remember the plot. Takashi Kashiwabara's clean and beautiful face appeared on the screen. He was dressed in a dark school uniform while reading a book in the sun.
As an aesthetic gay man, he raised his eyebrow, “The male lead of a campus movie must also have this kind of actor. The good-looking ones are more convincing.”
Cen Nan asked, “Do you like him?”
“Can’t say,” Liang Muqiu thought for a moment. “I think his face looks good, but I’m not familiar with him. I prefer Rong Yuchen and Lin Si.”
The two people he mentioned were the winner of the Golden Rain Award this year and a three-time best actor. They were both well-known actors but Rong Yuchen was beautiful with a demonic aura while Lin Si’s aura was calm and steady.
Cen Nan didn’t pay much attention to the entertainment circle and after thinking for a while, he finally remembered who these two people were. He smiled and said, “How unloyal, you obviously liked Zhou Chu back in university. I even stayed up all night to accompany you to watch his concert.”
Liang Muqiu had almost forgotten who Zhou Chu was. After thinking for half a day, he finally recalled. Zhou Chu was the face of a popular boy group during his school days and being a face-con, he bought a lot of Zhou Chu’s merchandise back then.
Cen Nan had watched him put up his posters on the wall, his face black with jealousy.
But then, Zhou Chu retired and he slowly forgot about this person.
Liang Muqiu also laughed. When he was young, if he saw one, he liked one. Today, you’ll think he’s good looking and tomorrow you’ll see that he’s a playboy. But over time, he stepped half a foot into the entertainment circle but he no longer had the zeal from back then.
He shrugged. “It’s not like you don’t know, I’m only interested for three minutes.”
Apart from writing, the only thing he persisted in his life was loving Cen Nan.
He pouted and looked at the male and female Fujii who had a crush on each other in the story but never made it clear. He suddenly said, “Actually, I think you’re quite similar to the male Fujii.”
Cen Nan looked over in surprise and glanced at the screen, “Where are we similar?”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
Liang Muqiu held the cup of wine. He had already drunk half a glass of wine, not enough to make him drunk, but warm instead.
He whispered, “It’s not about your looks. Of course you look different, but this mensao temperament, refusing to confess and only engaging in secret crushes. Really, it’s exactly the same.”
Lf ibbxfv rlvfkjsr ja Jfc Rjc. Pc atf vjgxcfrr, tlr fsfr kfgf uilrafclcu ilxf j vffg’r.
Ktfs ybat xcfk ktja tf wfjca.
Pa kjr bcis joafg tf rajgafv vjalcu Jfc Rjc atja Jfc Rjc mbcofrrfv, rjslcu atja tf ofii lc ibnf ja olgra rluta ktfc tf rjk Oljcu Zedle rlaalcu ys atf klcvbk bc atf vjs tf agjcrofggfv.
The person who confessed first was Liang Muqiu.
But it was Cen Nan who fell first.
At that time, his sexual orientation had just awakened and he came to Bincheng because of his parents’ job change. He thought it would be another boring year, but when he walked into the third year classroom, there were about fifty high school students in school uniforms and at one glance, he saw Liang Muqiu sitting in the third-to-last row by the window, with a face as pure as jade, a white shirt and short black hair and looking extremely cute. His eyes were lively and clever, looking at him with a smile.
He was like a willow branch in march, light and delicate, floating into Cen Nan’s heart with the wind.
Cen Nan slowly smiled.
He held Liang Muqiu, “Yes, I liked you first.”
At that time, he was sitting at the table next to Liang Muqiu. He was moved by Liang Muqiu’s liveliness and gentleness. He kept following the other person subconsciously and got upset when he talked to others. When he saw a girl confessing to him, he was also angry. High school student Liang Muqiu was completely oblivious to the pile of dry vinegar being eaten by a certain someone.
Liang Muqiu clicked his tongue, no longer focusing on the movie.
He spoke, “Just admit you’re mensao, you like me but don’t open your mouth. If I hadn’t confessed to you, we would have missed each other just like in the movie.”
He was quite proud when he thought about it and felt he was quite courageous.
He spoke again, “Let me tell you something, do you know why I confessed to you?”
Cen Nan stopped watching the movie and looked at him with a smile. “Why?”
“Because I was awake when you stole a kiss from me in the library,” he said smugly.
Before he confessed to Cen Nan, he was also indecisive. Liking the same sex in his teens was a big deal and a failed confession wasn’t the worst thing, the deadliest outcome was that Cen Nan would be stranger to him from then on.
But on a Sunday evening, when the people in the library were almost gone, he was lying on the table to rest when Cen Nan came to call him. He didn’t want to get up so he pretended to be asleep while wanting to play a small trick.
However, instead of calling him, Cen Nan gazed at him for a long time and gently kissed him on the forehead.
He couldn’t make out the meaning of the kiss. Shocked, he even felt that it was just a dream he hadn’t woken up from yet.
But it was this kiss that prompted him to confess to Cen Nan, even if it was burning one's boat, even if it was a dead end, he would accept it.
Liang Muqiu raised an eyebrow at Cen Nan. “‘I bet you never knew, I never told you.”
Cen Nan simply smiled. He was handsome and dignified, if he didn’t have such a cold exterior most of the time, he could be called a modest gentleman.
But the “modest gentleman” took Liang Muqiu’s hand, rubbed it and whispered, “Then I’ll tell you a secret, too.”
“What?” Liang Muqiu was drinking wine, his eyes wet and a smile hanging on the corners of his lips, “Want to tell me that you love me to the point of madness?”
“In fact, that day in the library, I knew you were awake.”
Liang Muqiu was struck dumb.
Holding the wine glass, it took him a while to react and he looked at Cen Nan in disbelief.
“You knew I was awake, then you still…”
When he said this, he finally reacted, “You did it on purpose.”
Cen Nan nodded, his eyes smiling uncontrollably.
The eighteen year old Liang Muqiu was easy to cheat. He was like a big white rabbit jumping around the trap. He thought he was smart enough to test his bottom line, but he didn’t know how long Cen Nan had been squatting by the trap.
He slowly approached, staring at Liang Muqiu with dark eyes, “I did it on purpose. I did many things on purpose, the changing room that we were locked in, your flat tire, drinking your milk, all of it was to get you used to me and to like me. I kissed you in the library to sound out your feelings toward me. If you didn’t dislike me, I would confess to you.”
Liang Muqiu’s mouth gaped open slightly.
Cen Nan never told him these things.
Then why did he confess? He had gotten himself ensnared in the net.
“Fuck…” He took a step back and felt that the person in front of him was a little scary, “How old were you at that time ah, so scheming.”
Yet Cen Nan didn’t care.
He approached Liang Muqiu step by step, placed his hand on Liang Muqiu’s shoulder and pushed gently, sending the two onto the soft carpet.
Cen Nan stared at Liang Muqiu, “What’s wrong with playing tricks? As long as I can get you, I can do anything.”
The possessiveness in his bones had begun to take shape in his youth. Merely listening to the girl next door chatting and laughing with Liang Muqiu, his face would turn as cold as ice.
Liang Muqiu shrank his neck, “Cen Nan, don’t you think you’re a little abnormal?”
Cen Nan smiled and dropped a pure kiss on Liang Muqiu’s forehead, very much like the first awakening of love in school.
“How could it be?” he looked at Liang Muqiu innocently, “It also depends on the target. As long as you like me, I won’t be able to fly out of your palm.”
He grabbed Liang Muqiu’s hand and kissed all the way down from his fingertips.
Liang Muqiu clicked his teeth again.
After all these years of living, one still grows something other than age.
Although Cen Nan now smelt like green tea, he won’t be fooled any more.
He looked at Cen Nan gloomily, “Congratulations, you’ve destroyed the last bit of innocence you had in my heart.”
He was twenty eight this year. No matter how angry he had been with the bastard Cen Nan for seven years, when recalling the eighteen year old Cen Nan, Liang Muqiu felt that he was the definition of a white moonlight, not as thick-skinned and black-hearted, like a pure little white flower. Just like his white shirt, he was clean and quiet, and even a little unsteady and green. He didn’t even dare to confess, it was all up to him to turn the tides.
How great! Just as luck would have it, the white moonlight filter shattered. Fuck the little white flower, its a natural black-hearted lotus!
The more he thought about it, the more angry he got. He looked up and down at Cen Nan, wondering where the best place to kick would be.
However, Cen Nan seemed to have guessed his thoughts and leaned down to capture his lips.
Kissing was also addictive.
The last time he was kissed in this bedroom, he was bitter with tears and resistance. Now he just scratched Cen Nan half-heartedly and indulged in the kiss.
The lips of the two were pressed together, rubbing and entangling. Their breaths gradually deepened and became faster.
No one was watching the film and no one cared about the famous tear-inducing climax.
Liang Muqiu was dizzy.
He used to like Cen Nan’s kisses very much, which was probably also Cen Nan’s purpose. He would always kiss him for a long time before making love to appease him.
He snorted softly, sounding coquettish.
Cen Nan released him but his hand was still lingering on his lips. The two men looked at each other for a moment. Neither of them spoke, leaving only low gasps.
Liang Muqiu thought this was bad, if they continued kissing, something would definitely happen.
He wasn’t the ignorant high school student from back then. Two healthy adults rolling together in the bedroom, it was normal to shoot.
But he didn’t want to sleep with Cen Nan yet.
If Concubine Cen wants to provide his service in bed, it depends on whether the emperor was willing or not.
When Cen Nan wanted to kiss him again, Liang Muqiu pushed him away.
“It’s getting late,” he whispered. “I should go back.”
Hey, Concubine Cen wasn’t able to sleep with the emperor ~
Poor Concubine Cen, he deserves it ehehehe
Thank You for the new chapter (๑˙❥˙๑) And Happy New Year!
Kekekeke 🤭 he deserves it! 🙄