TLC: Yuyin
PR: Amy
That night, Song Wei didn’t leave either. He directly slept at Liang Muqiu’s house. He had slept over at Liang Muqiu’s house more than once so he had his own necessities.
The only downside was that Liang Muqiu’s skin care routine consisted of just a moisturizer. Not to mention face masks, he didn’t even own an essential oil. Was he even gay?
Song Wei stared at his bare countertop and then at Liang Muqiu’s healthy and glowing face with fascination, wondering if genes were really this magical.
He had met Liang Muqiu’s mother, who was also outstandingly beautiful. Her skin was radiant and her temperament elegant and calm. Liang Muqiu’s face was definitely inherited from her.
Liang Muqiu had already climbed into bed and when Song Wei came out of the bathroom, he didn’t go to the guest room and instead sat on Liang Muqiu’s bed. He gestured to his swollen eyes, “How will I face people tomorrow with this, people who don’t know the story would think I was dumped.”
Liang Muqiu laughed.
He didn’t cry much but his eyes were slightly damp. However, they were as bright and clear as usual.
He reached out and touched Song Wei’s eyelids. It was still a little warm, “You tell me yourself, did you have to take it so far? It’s not like your ex is the one returning. I’ll get you something cold from the fridge. Use it as a cold compress for half an hour.”
After he said that, he entered the kitchen, coming back with two stainless steel ice cubes in his hand. He wrapped them in a tissue and handed them to Song Wei.
Song Wei laid down beside him with the ice cubes near his eyes..
They often slept together in this way during high school. At that time, Song Wei and Liang Muqiu’s family were very close. After school, they often visited each other’s houses and stayed overnight.
Such opportunities became rare in adulthood.
Song Wei was also thinking the same.
With the steel cubes on his eyes, Song Wei couldn’t look at his phone and started getting bored.
He lifted a steel ice cube and opened one eye to look at Liang Muqiu.
Liang Muqiu was wearing dark red pajamas. With his soft white face and handsome facial features, even if he was working on a laptop, he was as good-looking as a magazine cover model.
He and Liang Muqiu had been friends for more than ten years, he even knew how old Liang Muqiu was when his teeth started growing out. Although Liang Muqiu lived in seclusion and worked hard for all these years, there were many wild boars wanting to eat this succulent cabbage.
He still didn’t think that this cabbage would end up being cheaper for Cen Nan.
He sighed.
Liang Muqiu’s script was revised and Song Wei’s stares made goosebumps appear over him. He glanced at him sideways. “What are you looking at?”
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Song Wei shook his head and said tactfully, “Nothing.”
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Liang Muqiu’s hand typing on the keyboard suddenly stilled.
He turned his head to look at Song Wei, “How did you know?”
Song Wei removed the ice cubes. His eyes were no longer as swollen and were harmlessly drooping. At the moment, he felt a little guilty, “I didn’t mean to hide from you. Back then, you had just picked up a project and went out of town with your teacher. At that time, You didn’t live here, you still lived in the Yulan apartment next to our school, do you remember?”
Of course he remembered.
He stayed at the university for graduate school and although he broke up with Cen Nan, he never moved out of the apartment he rented with Cen Nan. He was like an abandoned pet, still guarding the old nest, hoping that the one who abandoned him would return.
It wasn’t until he graduated from graduate school and got a job that he bought his current residence.
“Then where did you see him?” He asked.
“Downstairs of Yulan apartment.”
That day, Song Wei happened to go to KTV with his colleague. It was early morning when they returned and happened to pass by their university. His colleague suddenly wanted to buy a drink, so he parked his car by the roadside of Yulan Apartment.
He was playing with his phone in the car and not paying attention to his surroundings. His colleague got in the car and told him excitedly that he had seen a handsome guy outside the convenience store.
He looked curiously in the direction his colleague was pointing to. He was indeed a handsome guy, and an acquaintance that made him grit his teeth.
Thinking he had seen wrongly from the stimulation, he rubbed his eyes and stared at the person a few more times.
That’s right, it was Cen Nan.
Even now, Song Wei still remembered the scene that day.
“He was standing downstairs and kept looking up. I think he was looking at the floor where you lived. But you were on a business trip and it was dark inside. Cen Nan was thin at the time, very thin. The temperature was still quite low at the time. He was wearing very little and kept coughing.”
It was quite a distressing picture.
The female colleague next to him was sighing and had already come up with a scene where he quarreled with his girlfriend and came late at night, begging for a reconciliation.
At that time, he was burning with anger in his heart, thinking, what deep love? This is simply the world’s number one scum man.
Song Wei thought of this and secretly peeked at Liang Muqiu’s expression.
He had held onto this incident for so many years that he had almost forgotten it until he saw Cen Nan today.
Liang Muqiu didn’t have any special reaction and asked, “Did you say anything to Cen Nan?”
Song Wei shook his head like a rattle.
“No, my colleague was still in the car so I took her home, and turned around back to Yulan Apartment. In fact, I wanted to scold him, but when I arrived, Cen Nan was no longer there.”
Song Wei looked at Liang Muqiu anxiously, “I didn’t have a good impression of him at that time, I thought he was still thinking about you after getting together with Ruan Zhuxian. So after you came back from the business trip, I didn’t say anything. I’m sorry.”
If he had known earlier that Liang Muqiu was still entangled with Cen Nan, he might as well have confessed earlier.
Liang Muqiu was amused by him.
“What do you have to be sorry for? He didn’t find me himself.” He stroked Song Wei’s hair, “If he wanted to contact me at that time, he could have found a way. He didn’t find it himself.”
Song Wei thought so too and his sense of guilt lightened.
He also didn’t want to continue doing the cold compress and completely removed the steel cubes. Then he burrowed into the quilt. “I don’t understand you and Cen Nan going back and forth, but these seven or eight years, both of you can’t seem to let go of each other.”
He yawned, “I can’t stop you from being with him anyway. I have no choice, I wish you two a hundred years of harmony. If he dares to disappoint you again, I’ll cut him with a knife.”
When he finished, his eyelids could no longer support him, he soon fell asleep and started snoring.
Liang Muqiu swore that the quality of Song Wei’s sleep was excellent.
He helped Song Wei pull up the quilt and began reading the script again.
But as he wrote, he couldn’t help but stop typing on the keyboard and stared at the rows of words on the document, slightly lost in thought.
However, Song Wei didn’t know this.
It wasn’t just Cen Nan who stood guard at the bottom of the apartment.
He had also been to Cen Nan’s apartment in the United States. Like a lonely ghost, he also stood guard underneath that window.
But just like how Cen Nan didn’t get to meet him, Liang Muqiu also didn’t see him.
The next day, Song Wei had to get up early for work and also woke up Liang Muqiu with his bustling.
He watched Song Wei frantically cook breakfast and drink milk, and once again thought himself as fortunate that he didn’t have to clock in for work.
Liang Muqiu bit into the omelet drowsily and asked him, “Are you free any time soon?”
Song Wei was still racing against time with a sandwich stuffed into his mouth. His voice was muffled as he replied, “Yes, why?”
“Let’s get dinner sometime when we’re free. You, me and Cen Nan.” Liang Muqiu continued, “Anyway, you’ll have to meet him often in the future.”
Song Wei almost choked.
But he looked at Liang Muqiu’s feigned innocent eyes and still compromised, “Okay.”
After breakfast, Song Wei hurried to work while Liang Muqiu sent him out in his pajamas.
Song Wei had just left when the door opposite opened after a few seconds.
Cen Nan walked out of the door in a suit and leather shoes. He was wearing a smoky gray shirt and his tie was meticulously done. There was a pair of low-degree glasses on his face.
A beast in human clothing.
Liang Muqiu could only think of these words in his mind.
Why else would Song Wei say he had impure intentions? It was indeed convenient living opposite each other. They would encounter each other even when heading for work.
He whistled towards Cen Nan like a hooligan, “Good morning, handsome boy.”
Cen Nan also walked over quickly, “Morning.”
He bowed his head and kissed Liang Muqiu on the mouth.
After letting go, he wiped the corner of Liang Muqiu’s lips and whispered, “You taste of ketchup.”
Liang Muqiu bared his teeth. “I also ate an omelette and milk. Why? You don’t like it? Then don’t kiss if you have the ability to do so.”
“No, I would love to,” Cen Nan kissed him on the lips again. “But I’m running late.”
Reluctantly, he released Liang Muqiu’s waist and walked to the elevator.
He looked back at Liang Muqiu. In the morning light, Liang Muqiu was wearing pyjamas and looking at him languidly. His face was still covered with marks from sleep and his hair was curling everywhere.
Obviously Liang Muqiu didn’t do anything special, but his anxiety after tossing around all night was eased.
Because he knew that Liang Muqiu didn’t want to leave him.
No matter what Song Wei told him and however he tried to persuade him,
His Qiuqiu didn’t want to retreat from him.
Sorry for the kinda late release! Amy and Yuyin are both busy with their personal lives and have decided to withdraw from tlc-ing and proofreading. These will be the last few chapters they worked on but I’m still super grateful for their hard work!
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Thanks for the chapter. English isn’t my first language and I’m not really that proficient in it nor I would have tried to help you. So I hope you can find people soon and translate this novel as I really liked this story