The rest of the journey was silent.
He didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol but Liang Muqiu felt extremely drowsy in the second half of the journey. His consciousness was very faint.
It was not until Cen Nan parked the car in the underground garage and patted him for a while that he opened his eyes with difficulty.
“We’ve reached,” Cen Nan looked at him. “It’s time to get out of the car.”
Liang Muqiu subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, fearing that he had drooled while sleeping. Even if he met his old lover on a narrow road, he still wanted some face.
Cen Nan seemed to know what he was thinking and hooked the corner of his mouth.
“So what? Thank you for sending me back,” Liang Muqiu half pushed open the car door. “It’s so late now, I won’t invite you to come up and sit down, see you in the future.”
It was only a form of courtesy. He didn’t want to invite Cen Nan for tea, nor did he want to be entangled with him.
But as soon as he got out of the car, he found that Cen Nan also got out. Holding a coat in one hand, he stood tall and upright, sticking out in the parking lot.
He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows in confusion. “Why are you coming out? Do you want to use my toilet? There’s a public toilet in the parking lot, just go out and turn left.”
Cen Nan’s mouth curved into a smile.
Whether it was at school or now, he couldn’t keep up with Liang Muqiu’s hyperactive brain circuit.
He closed the door, locked the car, and slowly explained, “I forgot to tell you just now, actually I also live here. Yuhe Garden, building 8, floor 11, room 1102.”
After that, he didn’t wait for Liang Muqiu’s reaction and walked to the elevator.
Liang Muqiu was completely dumbfounded.
What the fuck?
Isn’t that right across his house?
With widened eyes, he stared as Cen Nan strode to the elevator, pulled out a card and swiped it.
That’s right, it was their neighbourhood access card.
“Aren’t you coming?” Cen Nan asked calmly. “The elevator will come soon.”
Liang Muqiu was still taken aback by the blow and was extremely confused. It took a while before he recovered his senses and reluctantly walked to the elevator entrance.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Cen Nan’s leisurely face. He only thought that he was exactly the same as he was in high school. On the surface, he was gentle and dignified, but he was full of impure intentions.
He could swear by his dog son that this man did it on purpose. He knew his address early on but didn’t tell him.
He was bored and when he got into the elevator, he couldn’t help asking, “How long have you been back home? There are so many houses and communities in Bincheng, how could you just live opposite my house?”
Did you do it on purpose?!
He didn’t say this, but held back, not wanting to appear obnoxious.
Cen Nan looked at him innocently, “I was still flying back and forth between home and abroad for more than half the year, I didn’t have time to look at houses. And I also didn’t have a stable foothold in Bincheng, so I hired a friend to help me find a house. He chose this place, not me.”
It was a very grandiose explanation.
But Liang Muqiu didn’t believe a word of it.
However, he had no evidence, and not to mention, Cen Nan had just kindly sent him home. He could only turn his head away from Cen Nan, flatten his mouth and not speak.
In the elevator mirror, a puffed-up, angry face was reflected.
Cen Nan didn’t bother him either and just looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
When the elevator was about to reach the eleventh floor, Cen Nan suddenly spoke, “Do you remember, back then in high school, there was a power outage and we were almost trapped inside the library elevator?”
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However, he quickly replied, “I don’t remember.”
The elevator reached the eleventh floor.
On each floor, there were only two apartments separated by the corridor and facing each other. It was really looking down and not looking up.
As soon as Liang Muqiu got out of the elevator, he rushed to his house without glancing back. He slammed his finger on the fingerprint lock and his figure swiftly flashed into the house.
Before Cen Nan’s “good night” had yet to be uttered, the door of Liang Muqiu’s house slammed shut, mercilessly indicating the owner’s attitude.
There was only Cen Nan left in the corridor with a row of warm yellow wall lamps.
Cen Nan stood there for a while and smiled helplessly.
“The temper is still the same,” He said softly as he opened the door to his home.
He turned on the lights, revealing a cold and empty house. The furniture was brand new, like a house that hadn’t been visited in a long time.
Only the shelves in the living room contained a hint of life, holding photos of two young men.
Liang Muqiu rushed into the house as fast as possible, took a shower, and changed into pyjamas. However, he didn’t feel sleepy.
He had been very drowsy downstairs, but after being frightened by Cen Nan, all traces of exhaustion dissipated.
He grabbed his phone and looked at it for a while and found that Song Wei had sent him a message ten minutes ago. He thought about it and dialled Song Wei’s number.
On the other side, the phone was quickly picked up.
“Hello, who is it?” Song Wei laughed.
“What are you pretending for, you already saw my name,” Liang Muqiu propped his face on one hand and laughed. “You aren’t sleeping this late at night, what the hell were you doing on the phone just now? What, someone wants to do the unspoken rules with you?.”
“Worse than that, at least the unspoken rules have some use.” Song Wei sighed. “It’s a long story, I got entangled with a little wolf-dog, good looking but too young. I’m too embarrassed to make a move so I used you as a shield.”
Liang Muqiu snorted lightly, not surprised either.
Song Wei and he shared the same sexual orientation. Liang Muqiu had been living in seclusion ever since he started working and the chances of getting into trouble were greatly reduced. However, Song Wei was different. He was born with a soft face and was outgoing and friendly to everyone so there were countless rotten peach blossoms.
Since university, he had been shielding Song Wei from the peach blossoms and even roped in Cen Nan to help.
Song Wei asked, “Why were you out so late again? Did the party just end? Was it fun, and were there any hot guys?”
Liang Muqiu was about to say no when he paused.
Can’t say there wasn’t one.
“There was one,” he rolled over on the bed and stared at the ceiling, wanting to smoke a cigarette again. “Someone you know.”
Song Wei became curious. “Who is it?”
Liang Muqiu replied softly, “My ex-boyfriend, Cen Nan.”
Song Wei didn’t react for a moment.
But when the word ‘ex-boyfriend’ settled in his mind, his phone almost dropped to the ground.
With great foresight, Liang Muqiu pulled the phone away from his ear.
“How can it be…” Song Wei wasn’t convinced. “Didn’t he settle down abroad? Why did he come back so suddenly?”
This question stumped Liang Muqiu.
Good question. He wanted to know too.
“Who knows?” Liang Muqiu said. “Maybe it’s because foreign food is too unpalatable, or the motherland is better. Anyway, he said he was going to live here.”
Song Wei was even more astounded.
He and Liang Muqiu had been together since the first year of high school and their universities were also next to each other. So when Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan were dating, he often acted as a light bulb and joined the young couple on their outings.
But Song Wei and Cen Nan had never been very familiar with each other. He always felt that under Cen Nan’s handsome and outstanding appearance, there was a coldness that estranged him from everyone else. He didn’t care about anyone unless he was in front of Liang Muqiu.
So when he racked his brains now, he could only recall Cen Nan’s vague figure holding an umbrella with Cen Nan and bowing his head to kiss Liang Muqiu.
He shook his head, tossing the picture out of his mind, and finally remembered something again.
“Isn’t he still with Ruan Zhuxian?” Song Wei was still angry when he recalled this. Before, he always thought that Cen Nan was very sincere to Liang Muqiu until this incident broke his three views. “Did he break up and return to China or did he come back with Ruan Zhuxian?”
“He’s not with Ruan Zhuxian.” Liang Muqiu interrupted Song Wei’s words. He didn’t believe that Cen Nan would lie to him about this.
Because Cen Nan found it too disdainful.
“It may be that the two of them went abroad together, and they’re also childhood friends. The parents on both sides probably had some intentions, but the rumour was passed about wrongly for some reason,” Liang Muqiu explained.
“But whether he gets married or not, even if there’s no one, it doesn’t matter to me. It will always be a fact that he broke up with me.”
When he and Cen Nan were still together, he knew that Ruan Zhuxian and Cen Nan were well-matched and that their parents had a good relationship.
If he hadn’t met him halfway, the indifferent Cen Nan would think that a marriage of mutual benefits would be worth it.
Song Wei hesitated for a while on the other end of the phone, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start. He was at least half a witness to Liang Muqiu’s love and he knew how helpless Liang Muqiu had been after Cen Nan left.
In the end, he could only ask carefully, “Then how do you feel when you see him…”
What he felt?
Liang Muqiu subconsciously curled his lower lip and was somewhat distracted.
In the elevator just now, Cen Nan was half a meter away from him, but he seemed to be completely enveloped in Cen Nan’s breath. With nowhere to hide, he stood there uneasily.
It was the same in the bar. Even with so many people in the garden, the moment Cen Nan bent down to light his cigarette, he subconsciously recalled Cen Nan bowing his head and kissing him under the tree in university.
Obviously so many years had passed. They had long since parted ways, but he was still so useless.
“I don’t know, don’t ask,” Liang Muqiu closed his eyes. “Anyway, we don’t cross paths with each other, I don’t want to bother with him.”
He deliberately concealed the fact that Cen Nan lived opposite him otherwise Song Wei would leap into the air if he knew.
“You’d better…” Song Wei also sighed again, “Forget it, I’m too lazy to say it, you know everything in your heart. It’s been so many years, it’s time for you to let go and go to bed early.”
Liang Muqiu paused. “En, you should go to bed early too.”
He hung up the phone and lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling motionless.
He talked to Song Wei originally to relieve the depression in his heart, but when he ended the call, he found that not only was he not in a better mood, but his heart still felt as if a small chisel had been knocking on it lightly, causing a faint ache.
Of course, he also knew that he and Cen Nan had been over for many years.
But the more he bared his teeth and claws in front of Cen Nan and didn’t take him seriously, the more disappointed and uneasy he felt.
To be more specific, he had been with Cen Nan since high school. They went to the same university, lived together, dated, and planned the future together, just like every other ordinary couple.
He once thought that he would continue to live like this with Cen Nan, that they would love each other and grow old together.
But Cen Nan left halfway, leaving him alone.
He still remembered the phone call he received from Cen Nan in the apartment they rented together. Over that phone call, Cen Nan broke up with him neatly.
At that time, he had been abroad for a year.
Even if he wanted to separate from him, Cen Nan was still kind. Speaking gently, he said that he would settle abroad and would not come back in the future, so he didn’t want to delay him.
What a nice thing to say, leaving him plenty of leeway.
But he didn’t want this kindness. He cried hysterically like every other abandoned person, breaking down and questioning if he was in love with someone else.
“I can go to you, Cen Nan, it doesn’t matter, I can also apply to foreign schools,” he choked with tears. “I’ll apply now, so don’t leave me…”
But Cen Nan didn’t reply.
The Cen Nan who always gave in to him, picked him up and kissed him, was unfeeling to his cries, just like a Buddha who had shut his mouth to meditate.
It was only after a long time that Cen Nan spoke, “Don’t make trouble, even if you come here, we won’t get back together. Muqiu, go at your pace, live the life you want, and don’t waste time on me.”
Those were the last words Cen Nan left him.
Asking him to live the life he wanted.
If he had changed to the twenty-eight-year-old Liang Muqiu, he would have felt that this was right.
But at the age of twenty-one, he couldn’t do it.
A life without Cen Nan was not what he wanted at all.
He didn’t give up. Even if Cen Nan broke up with him, he still looked up the process of going abroad and prepared his documents, like a desperate young man wanting to get his lover back.
But just as he was preparing for all this, he heard that Cen Nan didn’t go abroad alone. He was accompanied by his childhood friend, Ruan Zhuxian.
He also heard that Cen Nan and Ruan Zhuxian were engaged.
It was more heartbreaking than ten thousand breakups.
He could bear the fact that Cen Nan didn’t love him, he could try to win him back, but he couldn’t accept Cen Nan’s betrayal.
Remembering these messy events from the past, he felt a headache coming. He wrapped himself in the quilt and rolled into a burrito.
When he first heard the news, he could pretend to be calm. But when he left the school building, the materials and books in his hands were scattered all over the floor.
He squatted on the ground to pick it up, but even after half a day, he couldn’t do it because his hands were shaking too much.
The passer-byes that day wouldn’t know what happened to the young man squatting on the ground and weeping bitterly, but they all felt sorry for him.
From that day on, he decided to let go of Cen Nan.
Everything was fine and he gradually adapted to life without him.
But now seven years had passed, and Cen Nan appeared in front of him again, even saying that he and Ruan Zhuxian had never been together.
Liang Muqiu buried his face in the quilt and wondered what it was all about.
Even he didn’t dare to write such an outrageous script.
Dog blood dramas weren’t popular anymore.
Cen Nan: Are you surprised? Are you surprised?
Liang Muqiu: tui
They’re soo cuute I’m gonna die╯﹏╰
Thanks for the chapter!(っ´▽`)っ
It’s a miracle when a couple after a breakup safely comes together again. But miracles happen
Thank you very much for the translation
Living next to each other? Check! I don’t kinda believe CN that he didn’t know about that~ And what a terrible break-up! CN did it like a total a*shole =.= I will be cheering for LMQ to run, run away~
Thank You for the new chapter (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡
That chisel was stabbing my heart, hurting me early morning 😩
Thank you for this chapter.
Thank you for the chapter.
Gosh well atleast I hope that they will not get back together easily 🙃 I WANT DOGBLOOD AND DRAMA!!!
thanks for the chapter <3
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