Although Cen Nan lived in the opposite house, Liang Muqiu didn’t think they would have much interaction.
Since he was a scriptwriter, he was accustomed to living in reclusion, only leaving the house once a week and hardly ever meeting his neighbours.
He had been occupied rushing a script these days and his day and night had completely reversed. Forget about thinking of Cen Nan, he almost forgot his own surname.
For four days in a row, he didn’t step out of his house.
After the first three episodes of the script were finally sent for reviewing, he breathed a sigh of relief in front of the computer, feeling like he had come back to life. He touched his shrivelled belly and finally remembered that he was a human and couldn’t live on milk and fruit alone. He stood up to look for food.
However, he seldom cooked at home and the last time he went to the supermarket was half a month ago. He rummaged in the fridge for half a day, turning up with nothing but milk and eggs. There were also two bags of dried noodles, but there was not even a steak left.
Ordering takeaway was fine, but it took at least half an hour.
Between going out and eating noodles, Liang Muqiu chose the latter bitterly.
His cooking skills had always been poor. Although it was the simplest noodles, he overcooked them and there were no side dishes, only a sad-looking poached egg. After taking two bites, he was reluctant to continue eating and resignedly prepared to order takeout.
Just as he was browsing on his phone, his doorbell rang.
Liang Muqiu raised his eyebrows suspiciously, wondering who would look for him at this time. Even if it was a courier, it wouldn’t be delivered at this time.
As he hesitated, the doorbell rang again.
Liang Muqiu stood up and walked to the front door. When he glanced at the display, he was stunned.
Standing outside the door was none other than Cen Nan, wearing a grey sweater and trousers, looking very homely.
Liang Muqiu frowned and after thinking for a while, he opened the door.
He stuck his head out from behind the door and asked unkindly, “What are you doing here?”
Cen Nan’s attitude was very courteous as he spoke, “I want to borrow something. Since I recently moved in, I haven’t bought some stuff and realised I don’t have any black pepper and chilli sauce.”
“Do you have any?” He asked politely.
Liang Muqiu: “…”
He never expected Cen Nan’s reason for coming to his door to be so down-to-earth.
He glanced at the other side. The door of Cen Nan’s house was wide open and the lights inside were bright. There seemed to be the aroma of food wafting over, making him even hungrier.
Liang Muqiu was embarrassed to refuse and borrowing something from a neighbour was also not a big deal. He took a step back. “There should be, come in and see. I don’t know what kind you want.”
Cen Nan followed him into the door, “Excuse me.”
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Liang Muqiu was also a little embarrassed. It looked like he was too incapable of taking care of himself. It was already embarrassing enough to lose face in public but it still had to be in front of Cen Nan.
“Mhm, I just finished work and don’t have time to make anything else,” Liang Muqiu explained vaguely. “Okay, it’s none of your business, just grab your things quickly and go ba.”
Cen Nan refused. He frowned and looked at him for a while. He couldn’t help but pull Liang Muqiu, “Don’t eat this, I just cooked dinner, come and eat with me.”
Liang Muqiu was bewildered but Cen Nan’s movements were too natural and his strength was far greater than his, so he was pulled several steps before reacting. By the time he regained his senses and tried to break free, he had already been pulled out of the door and he watched his own door slam shut right in front of him.
Liang Muqiu stared at the closed door and choked speechlessly. He really wanted to slap Cen Nan.
“Why should I go to your house for dinner?” Liang Muqiu tried to pull his hand out but failed. “It’s not like I can’t order takeout.”
Cen Nan turned a deaf ear in response.
In the end, Liang Muqiu was forced to sit at Cen Nan’s dining table.
Cen Nan poured him a glass of juice and pushed a basket of freshly baked garlic bread in front of him, “The food will be ready soon, for now, eat some bread to pad your stomach. There are also snacks over there, help yourself to them.”
Then he entered the kitchen.
Liang Muqiu thought that he should take this opportunity to slip back to his home.
But that basket of garlic bread smelled too good. It was more tempting than heaven for a person who had been starving all day.
After a few seconds of struggle, he was defeated. He broke off a piece of bread angrily, thinking to himself, “Forget it, it will be fine to have just a meal.”
The kitchen in Cen Nan’s house was partially unobstructed and he could see inside the kitchen from the dining table.
As he continued munching on the bread, he couldn’t stop looking at Cen Nan.
Cen Nan was wearing casual clothes and his hair was loosely hanging down without hair gel. In his hand, he was holding a spatula instead of an official document. Because of this, the harsh sharpness surrounding him weakened, making him appear more gentle and elegant.
“Quite capable of fooling people,” Liang Muqiu thought, not knowing when Cen Nan learned to cook.
When he and Cen Nan lived together, neither of them knew how to cook. They either went out to eat hand in hand or ordered takeout.
But Cen Nan would peel fruits for him. Even the pomegranate seeds were peeled and put in a bowl. If he was playing games, he would even deliver the fruit to his mouth.
Song Wei came to his house once and bumped into this scene. He couldn’t stand it and asked whether Liang Muqiu was his boyfriend or his ancestor.
Thinking of this, Liang Muqiu subconsciously wanted to laugh and the corners of his mouth twitched a little before it flattened again.
Because he quickly remembered that the man bustling in the kitchen now was not the Cen Nan from seven years ago who loved him.
His mood worsened again. One hand was resting on the back of the chair while his face rested on his arm, like a sullen little kid who hadn’t been picked up after school.
When Cen Nan brought the prepared dishes to the table, Liang Muqiu returned to his indifferent look, drinking juice with a straw.
He originally thought that Cen Nan would only cook a few simple and quick dishes but he didn’t expect to see a table of appetizing dishes giving off a mouth-watering aroma.
He couldn’t help looking up at Cen Nan and asked, “Did you go to a culinary school abroad? How did you make so much progress?”
Cen Nan was serving him rice as he replied, “You have to know these skills more or less outside, I can even fix cars now, you can call me if you need help.”
Liang Muqiu bit his chopsticks and didn’t answer.
He felt that the 4S store was perfect enough and didn’t need the Giant Buddha in front of him.
During the meal, Liang Muqiu thought that it would be very awkward, but the reality was the complete opposite of what he expected.
Cen Nan’s attitude was extremely calm as if he had completely forgotten about their past grievances. It made him feel that if he didn’t behave a little more generously, he would be at a disadvantage.
He heard Cen Nan ask, “Are you still working in your teacher’s studio?”
“Not anymore,” Liang Muqiu shook his head and swallowed a mouthful of boiled meat, “Teacher has semi-retired for the past two years, so I came out to work alone.”
“That’s good.” Cen Nan said, “You’re independent now. I have a friend in Xingya Film and Television, I can introduce you to him later.”
Liang Muqiu originally wanted to refuse, but after he thought about it, Cen Nan was probably being courteous and only saying it casually.
He swallowed the words and nodded, “Alright. Don’t just talk about me, how about you? Where are you now in your career?”
“I joined my senior’s law firm, Dushan Law Firm. You know him, Ren Qihan.”
Ren Qihan.
Liang Muqiu did remember him. He and Cen Nan had a close relationship at university.
He met Liang Muqiu many times. At that time, Liang Muqiu was still an obedient child. While Cen Nan called him by his name directly, Liang Muqiu obediently called out “senior brother“. Ren Qihan had a good temper and smiled at him often.
But he still found it a little strange. “Aren’t you supposed to inherit the family business, how did you join his company?”
Cen Nan’s parents had a prestigious law firm under their name and Cen Nan had been groomed as their successor by his parents since young.
Now that Cen Nan had returned to China, there was no reason for him to go to someone else’s place.
Cen Nan’s expression didn’t change as he said, “I won’t go back first, I want to step out of my comfort zone.”
Liang Muqiu let out an “Oh” and didn’t ask any more questions and continued to eat. He hadn’t eaten home-cooked food for a long time and found everything appetizing to him, so he couldn’t help but eat more.
Cen Nan didn’t move his chopsticks and looked at him calmly from the opposite side.
Liang Muqiu had always been very cute while eating, like a little chipmunk with slightly bulging cheeks, but eating in a very civilized manner.
In the past seven or eight years, he had grown from the youth of the year and some of his actions exuded a certain charm now instead.
But when Cen Nan sat opposite him and looked at him, he felt that he was still the same twenty-year-old youngster.
It was as if Liang Muqiu was still the youthful man who would play games in his arms and open his mouth to bite the chocolate in his hand.
It gave him the illusion that they had never separated. Like an ordinary day in their lives, he came home from work to cook for Liang Muqiu, who would complain about how much turtle hair the clients had.
Unfortunately, this was just an illusion, and Liang Muqiu probably hated him now.
Cen Nan laughed lightly at himself.
But he couldn’t help but stretch out his hand and touch Liang Muqiu’s face without permission.
It was soft.
Liang Muqiu suddenly stopped, looked up at him, and retreated like a vigilant cat.
“What are you doing?” Liang Muqiu’s face paled.
Seeing the look of resistance on his face, Cen Nan’s heart felt like he was being pricked by a needle, but he didn’t reveal anything on his face. He spread out his fingertips and showed them to Liang Muqiu.
“There was a chilli seed on your cheek.”
There was indeed a chilli seed in Cen Nan’s hand.
Liang Muqiu frowned. He always felt like he was being taken advantage of by this bastard.
But it wasn’t like he was a cute seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and Cen Nan had nothing to gain from it so he also didn’t have the face to accuse him of harassment. He could only take out a tissue and wipe his face dejectedly, announcing, “I’m done, thank you for your hospitality.”
He had enjoyed the meal a lot, at least two-thirds of the dishes on the table went into his stomach.
Liang Muqiu touched his bulging belly and felt that he wasn’t at a loss.
Cen Nan pulling him away was literally what happened to me just two days ago. We had a joint club event so I had to meet people from other clubs and the main organiser saw me eating and asked, “We’re getting Macdonalds, you wanna come with us?” And before he even finished his sentence, he had already grabbed my arm and was dragging me away LOL the whole time I was just “???”
Thx for chapter 😘
Macdonalds is cool for eating together
Thank you for new chapter 🤍
Aaaaahh when will be the misunderstanding be cleared? My hea
Thanks soo much for the chapter!!
Noo, LMQ You just allow wolf enter your home and then follow him into his den! We know that ‘through the stomach to the heart’ but you can’t let him entrap you! (;ŏ﹏ŏ)
Thank You for the new chapter ( ꈍᴗꈍ)❤️
+1! He still didn’t redeem himself or explained why he broke up with him- nothing allowed until then!!
Hehex I’m now more interested in the author or the translator’s story😏😉😉
Then why did you break up huh? Cen Nan?🤔
I know the reason behind it will probably be good but i
Mf my keyboard moved and i clicked post comment-
Wish there was a way to delete😭
ANYWAYS i was saying: …but i can’t really imagine what it will be- Some kind of opression? A genuine choice? I don’t wanna think too hard about it because i still want to find out with the story lmao.
Ty for the chapter💜💜💜
Thnx for the translation ❤️