TLC: Yuyin
Of course, Cen Nan was reluctant to let him go.
Liang Muqiu didn’t know what he looked like now. Since he was a teenager, he would look like a cat with its belly turned up when he was kissed fiercely. His eyes were wet and misty and a soft coquettish hum could be heard from his throat. His lips were red and swollen but his eyes were well-behaved and innocent.
Innocently hooking Cen Nan into madness but also making him intoxicated like a sweet dream.
Cen Nan didn’t move away quickly, his strength was much stronger than Liang Muqiu’s and he pressed down heavily on the other. He wrapped Liang Muqiu in his arms, such that he couldn’t escape even if he wanted to.
Liang Muqiu pushed twice but he didn’t budge even slightly.
“Cen Nan,” he called out his name anxiously. His eyes were a little panicked as he said, “Let go of me.”
They had already crossed a boundary in the tent previously, what was this now?
Cen Nan exhaled softly.
Of course, his physical strength was enough to crush Liang Muqiu, he could easily restrain Liang Muqiu. However, one look from him could easily make him surrender.
He bit Liang Muqiu’s jaw unwillingly and then released the hand that was pinning him down.
Liang Muqiu immediately jumped up like a rabbit.
He stood up straight on the carpet and tidied up his clothes and hair in a panic. He didn’t dare look at Cen Nan and coughed, “It’s getting late and the movie is over, I should go back to sleep.”
Cen Nan also stood up from the carpet, “I’ll see you off.”
Liang Muqiu thought to himself, it’s less than thirty meters away and there’s no meteorite falling from the sky, what use is there to sing each other the 18th Farewell?
But he pursed his lips and didn’t stop him.
But his legs were a little weak when he stood up and when he was about to walk out of Cen Nan’s bedroom, he tripped over a bump on the edge of the carpet.
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Cen Nan promptly grabbed his waist from behind but his hand swiped the air unconsciously and brought down the medicine box on the bookshelf next to it. It knocked onto the ground heavily and its contents rolled out.
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Liang Muqiu didn’t insist and gave in to Cen Nan’s puling.
Just as he was about to reach the door, he looked back at the pile of medicine on the ground.
Cen Nan only sent him to the door. As Liang Muqiu was putting on his shoes, he asked, “Can I still find you tomorrow?”
Liang Muqiu hopped as he put on his shoes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, “If I say no, will you not come?”
Cen Nan laughed, “No, I’ll keep knocking on the door.”
There was absolutely no difference between the two.
Liang Muqiu was too lazy to argue with him, and waved his hand perfunctorily, “Okay, I’m leaving.”
But before he could turn around, Cen Nan took his face in his hands and kissed him on the cheek, “Good night.”
He had already been kissed so many times, he didn’t even react and remained calm.
He raised his eyes and looked at Cen Nan in front of him. Under the light of the door, the person in front of him had a tall body and a face like crown jade. He was still impeccably handsome but seemed a little thinner than when he first went abroad.
He thought for a while. Before going out, he still couldn’t help asking, “Do you struggle to sleep now?”
Cen Nan’s expression remained unchanged, “Why do you ask that?”
Liang Muqiu leaned back against the door, his legs were slightly bent as he stared fixedly at Cen Nan, “I saw the Diazepam tablets in your medicine box.”
Although it was still dark in the room just now, he could see the medicine bottle clearly at a glance.
After Cen Nan left, he also suffered from insomnia and took sleeping pills for a short period. Diazepam tablets were already relatively powerful sleeping pills. In addition to insomnia, they could also calm a person and relieve anxiety. they weren’t easily given to people with mild insomnia.
He hadn’t consumed it himself.
He frowned slightly. “Are you under too much pressure? Did you work too hard or were you too tired abroad?”
Cen Nan smiled, “I had severe insomnia for a while, a profession like lawyers is always under a lot of pressure. Nine out of ten have mental problems, so I’m already considered good. Especially after returning to China, I met you again and I haven’t taken them for a long time. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you. There’s a lot left in the bottle.”
Liang Muqiu was skeptical.
Of course he knew that lawyers were stressed, there were many screenwriters who suffered from anxiety and insomnia. He himself had been stressed to the point of insanity for two years when he first entered the workforce. Later after he got used to it, he began to return to normal.
After pondering for a while, he still believed Cen Nan’s explanation.
“If you’re tense and can’t sleep well, you should go to the hospital,” he said, looking at Cen Nan fiercely. “Don’t think you can fool around just because you’re young. Several of our screenwriters regularly go to a psychiatrist for consultation…”
Cen Nan looked at him tenderly.
A sharp tongue but soft-hearted. This was the most accurate portrayal of Liang Muqiu.
Liang Muqiu continued blabbering before he realised he was sticking his nose in too much and stopped after coughing.
Cen Nan nodded seriously, “I know, but since meeting you, I’ve gotten better and I don’t often wake up at night.”
Liang Muqiu pouted, “I’m not a human sleeping pill.”
But since Cen Nan said so, he had nothing else to lecture.
He turned the door knob and quickly slipped out the door. “Bye-bye.” And scampered away in a flash.
With a bang, the door closed.
Cen Nan stood at the entrance for a while before returning to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, the movie had finished and the ending song was playing.
Without Liang Muqiu, the spacious room suddenly became empty and deserted, indescribably desolate.
The light in the bedroom was not turned on and was still dark.
Cen Nan crouched down slowly and picked up the scattered medicine. In fact, this was not his usual medicine box. Except for Diazepam tablets, there was only some iodophor, alcohol and cold medicine in it.
Even if Liang Muqiu checked them one by one, it would be fine.
All the things he didn’t want seen were hidden away in the cabinet and locked.
Cen Nan held the small bottle of sleeping pills in his hand and stared at it for a while, his eyes a little cold for a moment.
He seemed to have returned to the snowy Chicago. The hospital was cold, accompanied by white walls and white quilts. The leaves outside the window were dry and he stood motionless by the window, staring at the shivering leaves that were about to fall.
Thanksgiving was approaching.
The Americans congratulated each other and the doctors and nurses kindly wished him happiness. It was a good day for a family reunion. He would nod coldly in acceptance. He peeled the apple and wondered what Liang Muqiu was doing. Was anyone peeling apples for him? He was so silly, he had to have someone cut fruit for him. Who was taking care of him now?
He didn’t want to celebrate this damn Thanksgiving at all, it had nothing to do with him. He only wanted to return to spend the winter solstice with Liang Muqiu.
Cen Nan pressed his eyebrows and forced himself to calm down.
This wasn’t the United States, nor was it Chicago. He was back, back in Bincheng.
Liang Muqiu was right next door. He could cut apples for Liang Muqiu whenever he wanted and they could spend the winter solstice together in the future.
When he thought of this, his face finally relaxed. His face was no longer scarily frigid. He stood up and put the medicine box on the bookshelf.
Here’s a funny yet painful story where my friend and I pulled an all-nighter to complete MY assignment lmao.
I was struggling with my report because the experiment I did was extremely confusing and I didn’t understand the theory behind it no matter how much I tried. My friend is also my classmate but our experiments are split up so so he hadn’t done the experiment but he was helping me with my report and both of us were just dying.
Now here’s the funny part, we hit a dead end for one of the questions and I simply gave up while he entered a deeper pit hole. At 4am in the morning, I was eating breakfast and watching instagram while my friend stressed over MY assignment instead LOL
I mean it kinda cancels out because I’ll be giving him my submitted report when he does the experiment himself HAHAAHHA
Thank your for the chapter ~
But damn bro was dying..i thought he got ‘some’ work to do there
i wanna know why he was in the hospital!!! why does he have that scar that he lied to liang muqiu!!! whats in his cabinet!!!!!! thank u for the chapter and happy new year
Thank You for the new chapter (๑˙❥˙๑)
Thanks 😊
Of all the wife chasing stories this one is the most palatable to me so far because Cen Nan really seemed to have loved LM and treated him well when they were together.
The end of Uni is a turbulent time in everyone’s lives so I can kind of understand where the breakup might come from despite loveing the other person.
Now that I think about it, maybe this should have been tagging under Crematorium