TLC: OnlyForNovels
Wen Yang obviously wouldn’t forget Liang Muqiu, he didn’t have a short-lived memory yet.
However, he and Liang Muqiu had no grudges and they did nothing to make them avoid each other. Moreover, their blind date wasn’t successful. So after reading the script, he was intrigued and coupled with Liu Fengtao’s persistent efforts, he decided to take up the role.
Now meeting Liang Muqiu on the set, he was already mentally prepared and extended his hand gracefully, “Long time no see, Muqiu. I didn’t expect we would have a chance to cooperate here.”
Liang Muqiu was a little embarrassed, but he didn’t shy away. He smiled and shook his hands. “Long time no see, Wen Yang.”
It wasn’t intimate but still cordial.
Both of them were taught by Luo Wen. Liang Muqiu was Luo Wen’s closed-door disciple while Wen Yang was the grandson of Luo Wen’s former neighbour, and had learnt calligraphy from Luo Wen.
Luo Wen was old and loved to connect the red thread. When they were young, he thought they were very good, but after getting older, they were still single and being eager to play matchmaker, he set them up. Later, the blind date failed which made him sigh for a long time.
If Luo Wen knew they were in the same crew now, he would have clapped his hands and say it was ‘fate’.
Liu Fengtao saw something subtle in the handshake and atmosphere of the two. He looked left and right and asked, “You two know each other?”
In response, he received Liang Muqiu’s rolling eyes.
Cen Nan was standing beside Liang Muqiu and noticed something from his expression.
Wen Yang shrugged. He was easy-going by nature and felt that there was nothing he couldn’t say. At most, he would only lose a bit of face.
He smiled and casually said, “Don’t laugh at me, but I almost became Mr Liang’s boyfriend. His teacher Luo Wen introduced the two of us with the intention of matching us.”
He winked at Liang Muqiu. People with good tempers were used to giving others a face, “Screenwriter Liang is very interesting and good, but unfortunately I’m not his type. We didn’t click.”
His words were courteous and praised Liang Muqiu.
However, Liang Muqiu almost subconsciously felt that the air around Cen Nan was colder. He glanced sideways at Cen Nan and sure enough, Cen Nan’s expression hadn’t changed but his eyes showed clear discontent.
Wen Yang also noticed the tall and majestic Cen Nan but didn’t recognise him as a familiar actor. He smiled and asked Liu Fengtao, “Who is this?”
Liu Fengtao also didn’t expect that there would be so many ups and downs with Liang Muqiu after finding the third male lead.
He glanced at Cen Nan awkwardly and didn’t know how to introduce him. “Well, this is Cen Nan, he is Liang Muqiu’s…”
He wasn’t sure whether to call him a friend or a lover.
Saying lovers would imply that Liang Muqiu didn’t acknowledge it clearly.
In fact, even Liang Muqiu didn’t know how to introduce him. Saying that they were friends was the most convenient but to do so…
He swept Cen Nan a quick glance and felt that Cen Nan would be a little heart-broken.
Unexpectedly, Cen Nan took the initiative to answer.
“I’m Qiuqiu’s friend, I was his high school and university classmate,” he nodded to Wen Yang coldly and politely. “Hello, it’s the first time we meet.”
Wen Yang looked subtly at the man opposite.
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He wasn’t stupid. He has been in the entertainment industry for several years and seen several people before. Naturally he could see that Cen Nan was looking at him badly.
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He hurriedly turned around, “Wen Yang, come here. We haven’t taken you to greet the other actors. Let’s go and say hello. Muqiu, don’t you have something to do with Cen Nan? You can go first.”
Liang Muqiu responded and bade farewell to everyone present, “Then I’ll leave first, see you tomorrow.”
Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu left together and when they brushed past Wen Yang, he glanced at Wen Yang lightly, revealing the hostility hidden in his eyes.
Wen Yang was a good-tempered person but he couldn’t stand others looking at him provocatively and immediately glared back in defiance.
Liang Muqiu was completely unaware of what the two men behind him were doing.
Leaving the set, he drove and found their restaurant for dinner.
It was in the courtyard of an old house in Tonghu Lane. There was a wooden sign hanging under the tree at the entrance. If it wasn’t recommended by the locals in the crew, they wouldn’t have been able to find it.
This restaurant was worthy of being open for more than ten years. The signature dishes were very distinctive but homely and comfortable to eat.
However, Cen Nan was absent-minded.
The soft light shone on his eyes, but there was no warmth at all, but rather icy.
After coming to Yandou, he had been in a good mood. It was rare for him to have some days off and following Liang Muqiu around the clock gave him a long-lost peace in his heart.
He never dared to expose his inner thoughts to Liang Muqiu.
He knew very well that his mentality was not normal. He wished that Liang Muqiu would always stay under his nose, not even leaving for a minute.
It was better to build a golden cage with an open door and Liang Muqiu would stay inside willingly.
Of course he understood that this was wishful thinking, and also an abnormal possession.
But for just a few days, it was not too bad to regard his dream as a reality.
However, seeing Wen Yang on the set just now, it seemed to cut a hole in his short happiness.
Even Wen Yang’s smile seemed to remind him that he was not Liang Muqiu’s sworn partner, but half of a mirror that had not yet been put together.
Just because Liang Muqiu was soft-hearted towards him didn’t mean that he could get carried away.
Thinking of this, Cen Nan bowed his head and drank the plum wine. His eyelashes drooped slightly. His eyes couldn’t be seen clearly but his whole body was shrouded in gloom.
Liang Muqiu could see clearly from the opposite side.
Usually, when he spoke casually, Cen Nan would be attentive and serious but today, after calling him several times, he seemed to be in a trance and hadn’t heard his voice.
In his heart, he knew why.
Since Wen Yang’s appearance, he had been in a low mood which upset people.
He set the teacup on the table displeased and the bottom of the porcelain cup and the wooden table made a sound.
“Who are you showing your face to? You’ve been so unhappy since you left the set,” Liang Muqiu said angrily. “What are you really upset about? Just because Wen Yang was my former blind date?”
He still remembered the afternoon he had a blind date with Wen Yang.
Because it was someone his teacher introduced, he couldn’t refuse it so he agreed.
In addition, Wen Yang was excellent in all aspects and he was the best among the ones his teacher had picked out. He couldn’t pick out any faults in his appearance and personality so he thought to himself, why not try it.
Why did he need to hang on Cen Nan? It was a waste of his life if he was stuck on one person and didn’t love others.
But it was Wen Yang, the outstanding Wen Yang, who made him realise that he wasn’t the right person and couldn’t move his heart.
Wen Yang was excellent everywhere. He wasn’t boring when they met. He even prepared ahead of time and accompanied him to see his favourite plays. He was kind and made appropriate jokes. Any normal person would have been moved by him.
But he was the one with an abnormal brain. Sitting opposite Wen Yang, he was often distracted, unconsciously thinking of Cen Nan and how he had once kissed him on the terrace and wondering what kind of life he was living on the other side of the ocean.
That was why he was so embarrassed when he saw Wen Yang just now.
What embarrassed him was not the blind date with Wen Yang, but the afternoon that made him see clearly.
However, the culprit that made him upset was still sitting opposite him with an aggrieved look on his face.
Liang Muqiu thought, thanks to his efforts, he had become good at restraining his emotions. Otherwise if it was two years ago, he really would have loved to splash Cen Nan’s face with the water in his teacup.
He let out a sigh and asked Cen Nan as calmly as possible, “Are you jealous?”
Cen Nan didn’t answer.
Jealous. This word wasn’t enough to describe his mind.
If he spoke aloud the thoughts that were raging in his heart, Liang Muqiu might be frightened away from him now.
So he nodded, “En.”
Liang Muqiu sneered.
He asked, “Aren’t you caring too much? Back then, you broke up with me. What right do you have to be jealous, don’t talk about the blind date, even if I have boyfriends lining three streets, it has nothing to do with you.”
Cen Nan’s whole body froze.
He raised his eyes. A pair of dark and deep eyes, whose shape was impeccably beautiful like a lake, with pain clearly reflected in it.
Liang Muqiu’s words suddenly got stuck in his throat.
He had the advantage here. He had thousands of words to hurt Cen Nan. He had the right and the qualification to do so.
The days and nights of struggle and tossing and turning for the past seven years were all given to him by Cen Nan.
As long as he wanted to, he could crush Cen Nan’s heart on the ground and trample it until the body was completely broken.
But when he looked into Cen Nan’s eyes, he couldn’t continue.
There was silence on the table for a while and the tofu pudding cake that had just arrived was also cold. No one moved.
Liang Muqiu tugged at the neckline and lit a cigarette. He looked at Cen Nan’s pained appearance and felt helpless.
He asked, “You can’t even stand two sentences, what if I’m really with someone else?”
These words were more painful than anything else.
He couldn’t answer that question.
He didn’t really care about Wen Yang, but seeing him was like watching the nightmare haunting him come to life. He had finally returned home, but Liang Muqiu already had someone else by his side.
During these seven years, he stayed in a foreign country, thinking about the innumerable times Liang Muqiu might have held someone else’s hand.
His unwillingness to give up Liang Muqiu was just his wishful thinking.
Liang Muqiu no longer needed him.
He looked down at his hands, which were white and clean, unable to see the scars they once bore.
“I don’t know,” he whispered, his face expressionless. “Maybe I would go mad.”
Liang Muqiu’s cigarette shook off and a piece of ash fell on the porcelain coaster.
He didn’t know why, after Cen Nan said this, his heart suddenly trembled.
He always knew that Cen Nan was a little paranoid. Even if he was calm on the surface, he seemed to hide a madness in his heart.
He extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, feeling that he really owed Cen Nan in his last life.
“I’m only going to say this once, you better remember it for me,” Liang Muqiu’s voice was cold.
“I never waited for you these seven years, if you want me to be your spare tire after being thrown away, you can keep dreaming. I’ve been on a few dates and I’ve had more men chasing me than I can remember. They maybe weren’t as good as you, but at least they didn’t make me heart-broken. I can tie a knot anytime.”
“But I didn’t.”
He looked into Cen Nan’s eyes, as if he had cut out his heart again for this man to see.
“Not because I didn’t move on, but because I don’t love them.”
A little light returned to Cen Nan’s eyes.
He looked straight at Liang Muqiu, like a thirsty traveller in the desert looking at the only oasis.
Liang Muqiu was startled when he saw this. It was like he was being stared at by a fierce beast.
He shifted his gaze away from Cen Nan.
The peonies in the courtyard were luxuriantly swaying in the moonlight, beautiful as white jade. Placed under the wall one by one, they looked like a dancer’s skirt.
Liang Muqiu said softly, “There is never an if in this world, only an outcome. As a result, even though you’re a bastard, you’re lucky enough to eat at the same table with me now.”
Author’s Note:
I’m so tired today. I almost fell asleep when I was revising. ( By the way, i would appreciate a wave of stars and reviews ~ (๑ó ﹏ò๑)
I love the way my school has a meme page run by students and they keep predicting results day because my school has a history of releasing them before the date they announced. And because the meme page keeps predicting it, our results day have become so erratic LMAO I swear the admin department looks at the meme page LOL
Thank You for the new chapter ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁) Meme page?! That’s sounds great! I would love to have something like this in my school days 😂