Month: September 2021 (Page 5 of 9)

Chapter 36

        The day after the recording, rumours began to spread on the internet that Yuan Qian was making things difficult for the people during the recording session. Yuan Qian was also a popular person who had a lot of problems. No matter what she did, people like her usually attracted controversies on the internet easily, not to mention this time she was caught in such a proper scandal.

  Soon, the audience who participated in the recording described in great detail on the internet how Yuan Qian threw a plastic ball at Wen Lin, and also released a picture of Yuan Qian’s cold face taken by their mobile phone.

        At the same time, another photo also circulated, that was, a photo of Wen Jianing lifting Wen Lin’s face to look at the wound on his cheekbones. The angle of the photo was very good. Wen Jianing looked concerned and the two looked very intimate.

  On the entertainment forum, someone joked about the topic “Xiao Zongyi and Xiao Zongyan should abandon Ling Zhener to be together”. The topic also aroused the disgust of some original book fans, and a dozen pages of words as high as buildings were built at once with great enthusiasm.

       Yi Nan surfed the Internet with a tablet computer in the lounge. When he saw Wen Jianing and Wen Lin walked in, he raised his head and said, “Have you seen the internet? You guys are told to stay together.”

  Wen Jianing smiled, and put his hand on Wen Lin’s shoulder, “We are already together.”

  Yi Nan said, “Don’t let me see such disgusting things.”

        Yi Nan and Jiang Yongfei’s duet single had been released, and the response on the internet was good, but it was mainly because Jiang Yongfei has a large number of fans. In fact, if they really wanted to talk about momentum, right now, Yi Nan was not as popular as Wen Jianing and Wen Lin. ‘The Strange Fate of Hairpin and Phoenix’ had not been broadcast yet, but both of them had become popular.

       Soon, Yuan Qian’s fans began to argue fiercely, saying that it was a hype to match the drama’s promotion while pointing the finger at the TV station and Wen Lin. Someone on Weibo issued a questionable topic of “Wen Lin apologized to Yuan Qian”.

  Although when you clicked the topic you could see a lot of people were scolding the original poster, Wen Lin still looked very angry.

  Wen Jianing advised him not to take it to heart, and that it was not a big deal.

  Yi Nan saw it next to him, and said, “What is this woman doing?”

  Wen Lin said, “Be a popular flower.”

  Yi Nan pursed his lips, “Didn’t she rely on Li Rong to support her back? Didn’t you hear that she is famous for bringing capital into the group?”

  Wen Jianing couldn’t help being a little curious, “Do you know everything?”

  Yi Nan glanced at him, “I know. Why? The Film Emperor Lu didn’t tell you any of this? He’s not on good terms with Li Rong.”

  Wen Jianing replied, “When we are together, we don’t talk about personal matters.”

  Yi Nan was a little surprised when he heard that, “You guys are not talking about personal matters? Then what are you two talking about?”

  Wen Jianing said, “Official business. He is my boss, and it is my job to please him.”

  Yi Nan’s face changed, and he couldn’t help cursing, “You really have no shame!”

  Wen Lin bumped Wen Jianing’s arm and told him not to make these jokes.

  At this time, Zheng Xin opened the door of the lounge and came in from the outside. When he saw the three of them sitting in the lounge, he smiled and said, “Since you are all here. Let’s have a meeting.”

  The meeting was led by Zheng Xin. In addition to Wen Jianing and the others, there were several new young artists in the company. Compared with Huang Gang in the past, Wen Jianing could sense Bai Shengzhe’s intentions and how he had put a lot of effort into cultivating new talents.

  However, it was inevitable that Jiang Yongfei would feel that she was not given not as much attention as before. Wen Jianing didn’t know if she has some disagreement with Bai Shengzhe, but he rarely saw Jiang Yongfei in the company recently.

  After explaining his recent work, at the end of the meeting, Zheng Xin said, “I have three invitation cards for Academy Awards for those who are interested.”

  Most of the people invited to the Academy Awards were filmmakers. Of course, entertainment companies would not ignore it. Bai Shengzhe would definitely go there. Zheng Xin has three extra tickets here. He meant to let Wen Jianing and the others go see it.

  Wen Lin was actually more interested in the Golden Melody Awards, but Yi Nan immediately asked, “Can I go?”

  Zheng Xin smiled and nodded, then said to Wen Jianing and Wen Lin, “You go together. The company will arrange a car to send you off at that time.”

  Wen Jianing looked at the invitation card in Zheng Xin’s hand and suddenly felt a little complicated. It was not an official invitation card of the organizing committee, but just equivalent to an admission ticket, because they had no work and would not be invited to the red carpet.

  Every year, the film creators and actors that were nominated for the awards, as well as the awarding guests invited by the organizing committee, took the red carpet of the Academy Award. Before this year, Wen Jianing stepped on the long red carpet every year, and last year was the most energetic time.

  When Zheng Xin stood up, he saw Wen Jianing staring at the invitation card in a daze. He said, “Do you have confidence that you will step on the red carpet in two years?”

  Wen Jianing looked up at him, smiled, and said, “I will be ready next year.”

  Zheng Xin reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

  Although they didn’t need to walk on the red carpet, they would only be in an inconspicuous corner when they entered the venue. There might not be a lens to shoot them from start to finish, but Wen Jianing and the others still dressed up and attended the awards ceremony.

  The Golden Film Awards hall had not changed in many years. Wen Jianing sat in the corner of the back row, looking at the position in front of him in a daze. If it weren’t for the accident, he would probably sit in the second row this year, next to Lu Jinlang.

  And Lu Jinlang would still sit near that position this year, but what about himself?

  Maybe he could sleep in Lu Jinlang’s bed tonight. Wen Jianing was instantly amused by his own thoughts. Yi Nan glared at him and said in a low voice, “Crazy.”

  After waiting for a while, the filmmakers and big stars sitting in the front row entered the venue one after another.

  Lu Jinlang entered the hall with a well-known actress. He politely and courteously escorted her to her seat before going to her own.

  Seeing that the awards ceremony was about to officially begin, almost all the seats in the awards hall were seated, and the lights in the hall dimmed.

  “It’s about to start,” Wen Lin said in a low voice. At this time, he also began to look forward to it vaguely.

  After solemn opening remarks, the two hosts took the stage. Unlike in previous years, they used jokes to bring a relaxed atmosphere, but their tone and expression were somewhat a bit solemn. Then they began a long speech with the theme of commemorating Wen Jianing and all the awards given to him, and sad music reverberated in the hall.

  Wen Jianing was a little startled because he didn’t know that there would be such an opening.

  After the memorial speech, the large screen in the middle began to play a short introduction of Wen Jianing, including his works that got nominated for the Academy Award in recent years, and finally the video of Wen Jianing receiving the award when he won the Academy Award for best actor last year.

  At that time, Wen Jianing stood on the podium with the little golden man in his hand. He was a little excited, and his eyes were full of tears. He said many words of thanks, including the film creator, his management company, his family and every one of his friends. He said that his gain today was the result of his own struggle, and he was also lucky that so many people had always supported him. Finally, bowed deeply and waved his little men and got off the stage.

  What were you thinking at the time? It must be the best feeling of standing at the peak of life and being proud, and it couldn’t be a better memory.

  After the video ended, the big screen switched to the scene of the award ceremony. In the front row, there were several female stars familiar with Wen Jianing, with tears in their eyes. The camera also swept Lu Jinlang’s face. He looked calm and dignified.

  “Are you crying?” Wen Lin said suddenly, and he was surprised to find that Wen Jianing beside him was crying.

  Wen Jianing raised his hand and wiped his face, and said, “It’s nothing.”

  Wen Lin probably thought he felt sorry for the idol, so he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

  Wen Jianing felt that the music here was so sentimental that people couldn’t help but be sad unconsciously.

  After that, the award ceremony officially began.

  There were more than 20 awards at the Golden Film Awards. For the audience, the most anticipated were undoubtedly the candidates for the leading actor and actress, as well as the best film, director, supporting actor and actress and newcomer awards. However, many of the previous film-related awards had not attracted much attention. Everyone’s attention was focused on the award winners.

  Yi Nan was a little unconcerned. He turned his eyes around and suddenly nudged Wen Jianing and said, “Yuan Qian is here too.”

  Wen Jianing glanced, he didn’t care about Yuan Qian but noticed that Li Rong was also here today. The two seemed to be quarrelling that day, but now they were sitting together as if nothing had happened.

  Wen Lin just came to see the excitement. He asked Wen Jianing when the award for the best actor and actress would be awarded. Wen Jianing told him that it would be at least the second half, and he suddenly lost some interest.

  “I’ll go to the bathroom,” Wen Lin said, then stood up and moved slowly down the aisle.

  “Wait,” Wen Jianing stopped him, “I’ll go with you.”

  When they came out of the award hall, Wen Jianing walked with Wen Lin along the arc-shaped corridor towards the bathroom. The corridor was empty and the staff were busy backstage.

  Wen Lin went into the bathroom, but Wen Jianing just wanted to get a breather at the end of the corridor.

  To be honest, he was still a bit immersed in the emotions just now out, feeling sad about his own death. He suddenly remembered his mother, Wen Cuilan. Wen Jianing never thought about getting close to Wen Cuilan. In fact, a large part of the reason was that after Wen Cuilan remarried, she was happy in her marriage. Wen Cuilan had been abroad in recent years, and the two of them rarely see each other. But their bond connected by blood would not fade anyway.

  Just when Wen Jianing looked out the window in a daze, a woman came out from the nearby bathroom. Wen Jianing was stunned when he saw the woman because the woman was Wen Cuilan.

  Wen Cuilan didn’t look at him much. She came out of the bathroom and walked in the direction of the award hall.

  Wen Jianing subconsciously caught up two steps. He opened his mouth and shouted, “Ms. Wen!”

  Wen Cuilan stopped, turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

  Wen Jianing was stunned. Just when he was about to speak, suddenly he saw Lu Jinlang appear in the corridor, walking in their direction.

  As soon as he saw Lu Jinlang, Wen Jianing changed his tone and said, “I am a fan of Mr. Wen, and I like him very much.”

  Wen Cuilan looked sad when she heard what he said, nodded to Wen Jianing and said, “Thank you.” She no longer remembered that this young man once appeared at Wen Jianing’s funeral and called her “Mom” loudly.

  Wen Jianing didn’t say anything anymore, so Wen Cuilan said goodbye politely and left.

  Lu Jinlang overheard their conversation, and when he passed by Wen Cuilan, he nodded politely, then walked towards Wen Jianing and said, “Are you that sad?”

  Wen Jianing was slightly stunned and didn’t understand what he meant.

  Lu Jinlang raised his hand, bent his index finger and rubbed it gently under Wen Jianing’s eyes, and said, “Your eyes are still red.”

  Wen Jianing raised his hand and wiped his eyes in shock, and noticed that there was still a small drop of tears hanging on his eyelashes.

  Lu Jinlang smiled gently, “He really seems to be your idol, huh.” he said.

  Wen Jianing did not deny it, nor did he say anything to boast about himself.

  Lu Jinlang suddenly asked him, “Why do you like Wen Jianing more?”

  After Wen Jianing heard this question, it took him a while before he reacted. It turned out that Lu Jinlang was aware that the outside world has been comparing him with Wen Jianing. The meaning of “why do you like Wen Jianing more” meant if he liked Wen Jianing more than him.

  Wen Jianing himself really didn’t know how to answer this question. He suddenly remembered his previous joke about who was going to be in Lu Jinlang’s bed tonight and laughed all of a sudden. How would Lu Jinlang react if he knew that the person sleeping next to him was Wen Jianing? Will he be scared and fall out of bed?

  “What are you laughing at?” Lu Jinlang folded his arms on his chest and looked at Wen Jianing. He couldn’t help but smile. Sometimes he wanted to open up Wen Jianing’s head to see what he was thinking about.

  Wen Jianing shook his head. He rubbed his still red eyes and asked Lu Jinlang, “Are you still busy after the awards ceremony?”

  “There’s a dinner party,” Lu Jinlang said, “But it doesn’t have much to do with me this year. I don’t have to attend.” He thought Wen Jianing was inviting him.

  Wen Jianing thought, “Oh, the celebration banquet. I almost forgot. Zheng Xin told us to go to the celebration banquet with manager Bai and get to know someone.”

  Lu Jinlang asked, “Who do you want to know? I can introduce them to you.”

  Wen Jianing smiled, “I haven’t thought about who to meet, I need to go and see then. I think it is best to get acquainted with a few big directors.”

  Lu Jinlang shook his head, “The big director doesn’t like you.”

  Wen Jianing asked, “Why?”

  Lu Jinlang said, “They think you are too small.” After saying that, he lifted his leg and gently bumped his knee into Wen Jianing’s lower part.

  However, he didn’t expect this scene to be seen by Wen Lin, who had just come out of the bathroom. Wen Lin was a little stunned for a moment. He was obviously frightened.

  Wen Jianing watched Wen Lin stare at Lu Jinlang, and quickly said to him, “You go back first, I’ll be there soon.”

  Wen Lin came back to his senses. When he turned to leave, he remembered that he should say hello to Lu Jinlang, so he bent over and said, “Hello, Coach Lu.” his head couldn’t turn around, and he still used the title he used to call Lu Jinlang during the competition.

  Lu Jinlang nodded to him.

  Wen Lin quickly walked towards the way back.


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Chapter 2.1

TL: sync
PR: Emy

Shoutou Academy High School was a private school located in the northeast of Shizuoka Prefecture. From the back of the school building, Mt. Fuji covered in perpetual snow could be seen, along with high-quality hot springs dotted about here and there. It also wasn’t far from Suruga Bay, home to a large fishing harbor. For the inspiring young students at the school, it was the perfect environment for them to face their challenges head-on.

On the day of the last class of the year, the room assignments were put up on the bulletin board just outside of the dormitories after dinner.

Kobori Fumiya could do nothing but gape as he looked up at the piece of paper which listed the names of those living in each room.

Wh-Why…?

It was the norm for first and second-year students to stay in rooms of four, while the third years in rooms of two.

However, the room that Fumiya had been assigned to was a two-person room. Judging from the number, the room was on the third floor, occupied mainly by the third years. The person he’d be sharing it with was a Bunotsu* third year, Akamatsu Souichirou.

Similarly to section 1, Bunotsu is a set of students taking certain subjects (bun = bunkei (social studies / humanities) & otsu = dokugo sentaku (German elective[/mfn].

Perhaps there was a problem with numbers that the dorm had no choice but to pair him up with an upperclassman? But if that had been the case, they would take into account those coming from the same hometown or those who were often together for extracurricular activities.

And yet, Fumiya had no connection to this upperclassman.

Though he did have an inkling about why he was chosen.

That person isn’t a pure-blood Japanese, and I’m the illegitimate child of a geisha, so… that must be why.

Humans different from the norm should be grouped together.

Its high-level classes and expensive tuition fees were what Shoutou Academy was known for. It wasn’t odd to find the majority of the students to be those from esteemed or wealthy families. Even if being surrounded by the same rank of people in their day-to-day lives made those students forget their lineage, the faculty wouldn’t completely ignore it.

As Fumiya was adopted by the family of a doctor, the school shouldn’t have known about his birth mother, but it was a bad habit of the boy’s to constantly look down on himself—it acted as a form of self-defense to help lighten the shock he might receive by being in a horrible situation.

And so, he gloomily prepared himself.

If I’m not with Sakamoto-kun, then it doesn’t matter whether I’m with four people or two. I just don’t want to be with an upperclassman.

Sakamoto Mitsuo was one of Fumiya’s current roommates. It was mainly thanks to him that Fumiya ever really hung out with the other two in his room.

Sakamoto was a friendly boy and the youngest son of a merchant family. He was also extraordinarily good at connecting people. He always worried about Fumiya, whose head was always lowered, and in one way or another, always found ways to back him up.

Considering they would be in different rooms the next year, surely that would no longer happen?

The third year Fumiya would be sharing with was someone he… sort of knew, yet sort of didn’t… Since his appearance made him stand out, it wasn’t like he didn’t know who he was; he had just never spoken with him before.

Sakamoto, who was a member of the Kendo Club along with Fumiya and Souichirou, often spoke of his admiration of him. But between Fumiya and the son of an earl, who was demonically strong when it came to kendo, and who had a large build and a foreign appearance, there were no common subjects between them.

All Fumiya could look forward to was uncomfortable days with nothing more than greetings exchanged between them.

Even so, Fumiya would happily take awkward silences over Souichirou becoming romantically interested in him. Thankfully, he hadn’t heard of Akamatsu Souichirou’s family being known for homosexual relationships.

“Kobori-kun, what room are you going to be in?”

Fumiya, still standing rigid in shock, was snapped out of his daze by Sakamoto.

“I-It seems like…I’m going to be staying on the third floor.”

“Whoa, you’re going to be staying with an upperclassman? What rubbish luck… Oh, hey, you’re sharing a room with Akamatsu-senpai! I’m so jealous.”

“Do you want to swap?”

“Well… I don’t know, really. I do look up to Akamatsu-senpai, but I’d be a bit worried about being together with him day and night.”

“…You would be worried, huh?”

Noticing Fumiya’s anxious expression, Sakamoto quickly tried to comfort him.

“But, it’ll be fine. Akamatsu-senpai isn’t the kind of person to say ridiculous things. He has a sense of justice, and he’s fair to everyone, no matter who they are. What’s better is that you can even ask him for help with German! If you happen to manage to get his help, please tell me. And then, let me join you…”

Noticing said upperclassman right beside him, Sakamoto quickly swallowed his words.

Sakamoto, with his small build, went up on his tiptoes slightly before speaking to the tall Souichirou.

“Hello, Akamatsu-senpai.”

“Hey, Sakamoto.”

“As you can see, my friend Kobori-kun will be sharing a room with you next year. Kobori is always very quiet, so I doubt he will cause you any trouble, but I would appreciate it if you could provide him with guidance.” 

Souichirou nodded in understanding, before flicking his eyes to Fumiya.

“Do you have any complaints about sharing with me?”

“N-No.”

Fumiya awkwardly looked away.

“I-It’s… It’s a p-pleasure to meet you.”

When Souichirou walked past him the other day, Fumiya had noticed three moles lined up on the back of his hand. He also recalled seeing long nails.

It’s the person who told me his opinion on my tanka. I think he said something like… he thought that there was some kind of bond between cherry blossoms and the snow…

At that time, he’d been so embarrassed he couldn’t even raise his head. He hadn’t realized until it was time to submit it that he wasn’t allowed to use a pen name.

Fumiya already had the embarrassment of composing tanka or drawing pictures despite being in the science class. Although many people praised him for his achievement, he couldn’t help but think they were calling him strange behind his back.

“…T-The buds of the cherry blossoms at the… school gate have gotten bigger…” he muttered quietly.

“What?”

“T-The snow… this year…”

Souichirou glanced down at him.

“Considering how warm it is, I highly doubt it’s going to snow anymore.”

“…But when the petals scatter, they look like s-snow.”

“That’s true.”

Fumiya looked up at Souichirou’s short reply, but he was already walking away—it seemed as if something had displeased him.

It’s odd how the c-cherry blossom petals aren’t c-cold…

He could only swallow those words left unspoken in his mouth.

Almost as if consoling him, Sakamoto gently rubbed Fumiya’s back.

“It seems like he’s in a bit of a bad mood tonight, but Akamatsu-senpai is a really wonderful person. He knows a lot about music and literature and…he’s great to talk to when it comes to people like Goethe* and their works. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be fine. Although, if you find that it’s getting too uncomfortable, just come over to my room.”

*German poet, novelist and dramatist who lived in Weimar (1749-1832).

“Who are you sharing with?”

“Andou, Ichihara and Matsushita. You know who Andou is, right? He’s in Riotsu, too.”

“Yeah. He’s in the b-boat club…”

Fumiya’s lips turned up into a small, fleeting smile at his friend’s kindness.

The following morning, a trailer arrived between the east and west dorms and left before coming back again several times. There were many people who moved into their new dorms and unpacked in the morning, then returned home in the afternoon.

In regard to Fumiya and Sakamoto, they first started with unpacking Sakamoto’s things before moving on to Fumiya’s.

Bedsheets were valuable when it came to moving around within the same building: if you laid it out and wrapped what you needed to transport in it, it became far easier to transport it all at once. Using many towels joined together to make a long rope made it easier to carry large things like futons over their shoulders.

Fumiya didn’t have much to unpack. Inside a small wicker trunk, he had some of his clothes and his shamisen. He also had some books, like his textbooks and dictionaries, but they were all still easily transported in one trip using the bedsheets.

His roommate wasn’t in his room. Relieved, Sakamoto looked around the two-person room with curious eyes.

The four-person rooms assigned to the first and second years were around the size of a ten-mat Japanese room with six tatami mats spread out near the entrance. When night fell, the students would line up their futons on the tatami and sleep.

However, in the two-person bedroom, which was the size of a six-mat Japanese room, there were no tatami mats. Instead, there were two beds with wooden frames.

“…It’s a western-style room.”

For those who were raised in a Japanese-style house, a western room was a completely new sight, and they couldn’t help but stare in amazement.

“Kobori-kun, are you going to be okay?”

“I’ll be fine… I think.”

At the vague response, Sakamoto made his best attempt at cheering his friend up.

“You generally only wear western clothes anyway, so it should be easy to get used to this, right, Kobori-kun? And besides, you won’t have to worry about airing out the futons anymore.”

As Sakamoto stated, Fumiya only wore western clothes except for his sleepwear. …But that was because all he really wore was his school uniform.

He always had the hooks at his neck attached, and it made him look incredibly formal. Above this, geta with supports made out of magnolia wood were considered uncouth, but as he didn’t like geta, he was always wearing high-laced shoes tied up perfectly. Inside the dorm, he only wore zouri*.

*Japanese sandals
Though geta and zori are worn in the same way, zori have flat bottoms with no teeth.

Even when Fumiya had finished placing his things where he wanted them to go and making his bed, his roommate was still nowhere to be seen.

Sakamoto had wanted to talk to the third year, but he’d already decided to take the afternoon train back to Yamanashi to see his parents.

After seeing Sakamoto off at the station in the early afternoon, Fumiya returned back to the dorm.

Chapter 1

Summary:

Ever since he was a child, Fumiya was often subjected to sexual harrassment by his classmates, casting a shadow of his past. Not only he developed a severe case of stuttering but he also suffer from fear of men. Because he inherited his mother’s geisha looks, the teachers at his school would pay more attention to him, causing him to lead a miserable and lonely school life.

In the new semester, Fumiya was assigned to share a dorm room with Ernst Souichirou, an overbearing half-Japanese upperclassman. Souichirou is the son of an Earl and as a half-blooded Japanese, he naturally possessed a handsome face with a pair of dark gray eyes. Although this upperclassman tried to persuade him that he was different from those classmates, Fumiya still felt uneasy. However, seeing the frightened Fumiya suddenly made Souichirou to suggest him to be his own retainer…

TL: sync
PR: Emy

With the chilly winter air creeping along his skin, Akamatsu Souichirou stood by the window. The heavy snow that had been falling since the day before still showed no signs of stopping that morning.

As the result of the dedication and persistence he’d put into his kendo training, the boy’s arms were well-defined. So, although the joints of the window were stiff, he was able to pull it open.

When the piercing cold wind burst in and enveloped him, the edges of his lips turned up in a satisfied smile. Behind him, his three roommates moaned in discomfort while pulling the covers over their heads.

Sniggering at their reactions, Souichirou gazed at the snowy landscape spread out before him.

Surrounding the bronze statue of the board chairman which stood between the east and west dormitories was a garden. The clay figure was concealed by the snow, leaving only an outline, as were the satsuki azaleas, whose vivid flowers bloomed in spring and summer, and the garden rock, expertly placed to complement the plants. Absolutely everything was underneath the snow.

The powder snow had even made its way inside the needle-like leaves of the towering cedrus deodara, dying it a dull gray.

A long time ago, Souichirou had been part of that scenery.

He was the heir of the earl, Lord Akamatsu, but his mother was the daughter of Hessen, the Marquis of Austria. She was raised in a magnificent castle surrounded by a forest until she was nine years of age, just before the start of World War I.

As one would expect, her perfectly-shaped face didn’t look Japanese. Her long hair was gold-brown in color, and her eyes were gray tinged with blue.

Her captivating, serene figure almost seemed unworthy of the yukata she loved to wear as her sleepwear, but the youthful body that could be seen from the nape was enough.

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When Souichirou threw the window open, it would make sense for him to feel cold, considering how thin the fabric of his yukata was, but there wasn’t a single goosebump on his fair skin.

He reached out to the snow still dancing in the air and held out his palm.

“…Snow is such an ephemeral being.”

At that moment, he suddenly saw a person down below.

Souichirou had always thought that he was alone in his curiosity of walking through the snow at dawn, but surprisingly, it seemed as if there was one other.

The boy was standing quietly in the passageway, looking up at the empty sky. He remembered seeing an underclassman that looked like that boy.

His name was Kobori Fumiya.

A handsome young boy, it was rumored in Riotsu*, a part of the school in which homosexuality was not shunned, that Fumiya had managed to enroll in the school within one year.

*Back in the olden days, around the Taishou era, senior high schools were split into ‘classes’ based on electives. Riotsu is the Science-German class (Ri = Rikei (science) and Otsu = dokugo sentaku (German elective[/mfn].

Souichirou didn’t really know him personally, but he’d turned around when they passed by each other once and saw him.

He had seemed shy, the kind to never raise his head and to always keep his eyes on the ground.

As if realizing he was being watched, Fumiya suddenly looked up. Seemingly curious about Souichirou’s foreign appearance, his glistening eyes stared at him.

When Souichirou frowned at his rudeness, he jumped slightly, as if taken aback, and hurriedly walked away.

Certainly, Fumiya had pretty features, and his beauty was not to be ignored, but through that conduct alone, Souichirou couldn’t help but see him as low-class, similar to a servant.

Even after that, he was sure they would have several other chances to meet one another.

However, ever since then, Souichirou had never caught sight of Fumiya again, let alone be able to talk with him.

Fumiya was now standing in front of the garden in the middle of the snow, a padded garment placed over his sleepwear.

Although they were the kind of clothes someone would wear when going to the toilet in the middle of the night, his thin neck, the slender wrists poking out from underneath his sleeves, and his bare feet, nestling in his geta, looked far too cold.

Unaware of Souichirou’s presence above him, Fumiya continued to gaze at the fluttering snow.

Suddenly, he reached his hand forward.

Flakes of snow landed on his upturned hand. Fumiya closed it, before slowly opening it again. His body heat would just melt them though, wouldn’t it?

Souichirou couldn’t tell what the boy was thinking as he looked down at his palm, now most likely empty. Something about the way his slender neck tilted to the side and his plump red lips mumbled words made him look so innocent.

The paleness of the boy’s skin only emphasized the scarlet of his lips, pulling Souichirou’s eyes to them.

…It almost looks as if he’s wearing lipstick.

Suddenly, Souichirou thought of the maiko his father, the Count, had summoned to the tatami room while discussing his trip to Kyoto with him.

Of course, Fumiya wasn’t a girl. Although his face was so white it looked as if it had been powdered, it didn’t hold the plumpness of a female’s.

Never tiring of watching him, Souichirou continued to watch Fumiya. For some reason, he couldn’t seem to avert his gaze.

I wonder if this inability to look away is related to love? Souichirou had never done bad deeds like hanging around the red-light district flirting with girls, but he wasn’t a straight-laced person either.

He quickly shook his head. I’m just curious, that’s all. It was only because high-schoolers, including himself, were sentimentalists in one way or another.

The beautiful underclassman standing around in the snowy morning.

Standing silently in the passageway, Kobori Fumiya’s figure was imprinted on the back of Akamatsu Souichirou’s eyelids, and for a while, his image refused to disappear.

The snow soon thawed with the arrival of March, at the time when the school’s art and literature newspaper, “Keitou”, was displayed on the bulletin board.

Works derived from the students’ pathos of having lost their way and foolishly pessimistic points of views were all lined up in a row.

For some reason, Souichirou’s eyes stopped on a published three-line tanka.

If I hadn’t grabbed hold of the dancing snow, that everlasting pink could have remained,
That memory of naive frolicking in the first snow appears as an ephemeral dream, just like flowers in full bloom,
While snow falls on my clothes as I walk along the cherry tree row.

Through using part of another waka to model the tanka off of, the writer had done a fine job of describing the snowy winter scene as it blended into the cherry blossom-filled spring, along with effectively conveying the delicate emotions felt watching it happen.

Tanka – an unrhymed Japanese verse form of five lines containing five, seven, five, seven, and seven syllables respectively
Waka – Japanese poetry

The writer was a Riotsu first year, Kobori Fumiya.

Souichirou couldn’t help but grin at how that early morning reverie had been portrayed through a tanka.

Without delay, he made his way to the dormitory’s cafeteria. When he found Fumiya, he quickly made his way over.

“Kobori-kun, I saw your entry in Keitou. That wasn’t a bad tanka.”

While Souichirou spoke, the shy underclassman drew back. Was he surprised at the suddenness of it? Without even looking at his face, Fumiya cast his eyes down and thanked him in a voice so quiet it was almost a whisper.

“I saw snow scattered about on top of cherry blossoms in full bloom once when I was younger. It was in Europe, though… Ever since then, I’ve felt like there’s some kind of bond between snow and cherry blossoms,” Souichirou said, but Fumiya didn’t utter a single word in response.

After seeing how cleverly the boy could weave his words, Souichirou had thought that maybe bringing up the cherry blossoms would elicit a reaction from him, but…

He couldn’t help but feel let down that his expectations had been betrayed.

With his head hung down low, Fumiya waited for his upperclassman to walk away.

“Sorry for interrupting what you were doing.”

As expected, he shook his head without saying a thing, his black hair, as smooth as silk, swaying from the movement.

“You may leave now.”

Once permission was given, Fumiya left at the speed of light. Without raising his head even once.

Souichirou, dejected after his meeting with Fumiya, didn’t know what to do with himself. I’ve just made everything so awkward…

He shrugged his shoulders.

It’s not like this is the first time I’ve been disliked by someone.

Souichirou rarely paid attention to it while on the school premises, but the people who looked at him with suspicion in their eyes because of his mother’s German blood were not few in numbers. After the first Sino-Japanese War and the Russo-Japanese War, militarism became common and the contempt held toward foreigners had only increased since then.

As the first child, Souichirou’s father and grandfather and their side of the family supported him. However, his stepmother and her side of the family were arrogant, believing the second child, his younger brother who was born to his stepmother, should be the one to succeed the family.

Even though Souichirou was a charming young boy, his stepmother ignored him and didn’t show the slightest hint of loving him.

Souichirou was never raised in Lord Akamatsu’s residence; rather, he was raised in Musashino, where his grandparents lived. However, anyone could tell from a glance that he wasn’t of pure Japanese blood; as much as his grandparents might have loved him, it would make sense if it worried them.

Even after becoming an earl following the Meiji Restoration, and even after he no longer had his topknot, Souichirou’s grandfather, born into a prestigious family in the Kinki region, had never lost his samurai spirit. He drove the arts of fencing and horse riding into his grandson, regardless of how people viewed him. His grandmother, born into nobility, taught him the basics of waka.

Yet, despite being taught in both the literary and military arts, prejudice and discrimination cast a dark shadow over his future.

Souichirou was alone. Even if he garnered attention because of his beautiful features and his noble heart and became respected for it—no, because he was respected for it, Souichirou would have no choice but to remain as a boy left in solitude.

 

Chapter 35

       After breakfast, Lu Jinlang and Wen Jianing went fishing in the fish pond for a long time. In the afternoon, they went around the mountain behind.

       In the evening, Yang Wenchong called Lu Jinlang and said that he had bought the car according to the brand and model Wen Jianing wanted. He had asked someone to drive it up the mountain. The rest of the formalities will also be handled by someone to help Wen Jianing.

       So Lu Jinlang accompanied Wen Jianing to see the car.

       Yang Wenchong was standing next to the brand-new Mercedes-Benz and was making a phone call to someone. When he saw Wen Jianing and the others, he threw the car keys to Wen Jianing.

  Wen Jianing wasn’t particularly excited. He just thought that he wouldn’t have to take a taxi to the company in the future, and he wouldn’t have to ask Lu Yunan to pick him up every time.

  Yang Wenchong came over after the call, and Wen Jianing said to him, “Thank you.”

  He blew a kiss, “I should be the one who thanked you, baby.” He wouldn’t change the nickname he give to Wen Jianing.

       Then they stayed quietly on the mountain for the next two days. Wen Tinghuan called and said that Wen Lin had finished the shooting and had come back. She asked Wen Jianing to prepare to come back and record the song.

  Wen Jianing and Wen Lin were singing the theme song of ‘The Strange Fate of Hairpin and Phoenix’ that was originally decided when Huang Gang was still there. At that time, Huang Gang had an interest in making Wen Jianing and Wen Lin developed together. However, after Bai Shengzhe took over Lei Xing, he felt that it was no longer necessary. Zheng Xin also said that the two of them were completely different types of artists, and there was no need to tie them together and restrained each other.

       However, the TV series had completed the creation of lyrics and songs of the theme in the initial preparation, it was written specifically for the two of them to sing together, so there was no need to change it now.

  Wen Jianing went down from the mountain ahead of schedule. Since Lu Jinlang had a long vacation, he planned to stay in Lanlu for more days.

  When Wen Tinghuan saw Wen Jianing’s new car, she stared at him and didn’t speak for a long time.

  Wen Jianing knew that she must have thought that Lu Jinlang bought it for him, and he didn’t intend to tell the truth, because if he mentioned Yang Wenchong was involved, it would be even more complicated

  Wen Tinghuan sighed and said, “Forget it, that’s okay. Anyway, he is willing to do it, so please don’t make trouble in the future.”

  Wen Jianing smiled, “I know, Ting jie, don’t worry.”

  Wen Tinghuan told him again, “Also, don’t let the reporter catch on to it. Just say that the company lent you a car, this kind of thing is not like other scandals, it will have a great impact on you.”

  Wen Jianing nodded, indicating that he was very clear about this in his heart.

  The theme song of the TV series was called ‘Asking for Happiness’ and was a rather grandiose old-style song. Before the official recording, the producer guided Wen Jianing and Wen Lin to practice for a long time before entering the recording studio.

  Wen Lin was actually much better than Wen Jianing in singing. However, Wen Lin’s original voice was also relatively clear and soft, and when he sang with Wen Jianing, the effect of the whole song still sounds very good.

  In the eyes of the producer, these two people were just idol singers, but after the recording, he still thought they were great and even had a private conversation with Wen Lin.

       After the TV series entered the post-production stage, Wen Jianing and Wen Lin had to be busy with the pre-publicity of the TV series.

  But before that, the annual event of the film industry was about to begin again. As the highest award in the domestic film industry, the Academy Award had always been the focus of filmmakers and film audiences across the country.

  It was at this Academy Award that Wen Jianing lost to Lu Jinlang twice. He took a long deep breath because of this.

       Lu Jinlang was not nominated for this year’s Academy Award, because Lu Jinlang only made one movie ‘October Fireworks’ which was not released this year, and the release schedule has not been set yet.

       Of course, it was impossible to have Wen Jianing to be nominated again, because Wen Jianing was dead in everyone’s eyes.

  So there was a very strange phenomenon this year, that was, the two topics of the Academy Award and the commemoration of Wen Jianing were tied together. There was more than a week left for the award ceremony, but it was widely discussed on the internet.

  Lu Jinlang, who had stayed on the mountain for one more week, called Wen Jianing to go up the mountain. But after Wen Tinghuan knew about it, he asked Wen Jianing to make an excuse to refuse it. After all, Wen Jianing’s career was still in its infancy. He couldn’t stay in the mountains as leisurely as Lu Jinlang for a month without having to do anything.

       Since Lu Jinlang finally couldn’t stand loneliness, he went back from the mountain himself.

       That day, Wen Jianing confirmed the next trip with Wen Tinghuan in the company. He and Wen Lin would record  Starlight TV station’s entertainment programs in two days, and it would be broadcasted at the same time as the TV series broadcasting.

  When they left, Wen Lin followed Wen Jianing downstairs, since Wen Jianing told him that he would send him back.

  Wen Lin knew that Wen Jianing had a new car, and it was not cheap. Of course he knew that it was impossible for the company to lend it, but Wen Lin didn’t have the heart to ask where it came from.

        As soon as the two of them arrived in the underground parking lot, Wen Jianing’s cell phone rang suddenly, and it was Lu Jinlang who called and asked him where he was.

  Wen Jianing replied that he was in the company.

  Lu Jinlang then said, “Wait a while, I will let Yunan pick you up.”

  Wen Jianing smiled, “Where are you taking me?”

  Lu Jinlang said, “Come to my house.”

        Wen Jianing said, “Then you don’t need to tell Yunan to pick me up, I will come by myself later.”

  When he hung up, Wen Lin hesitated and asked, “Isn’t it inconvenient? I’ll just take the bus to go back by myself.”

  “It’s fine,” Wen Jianing shook his head, “I’ll send you back first, it’s still early.”

  After getting in the car, Wen Lin was quiet and asked, “Xinhang, are you with Lu Jinlang?”

  Wen Jianing did not deny it and softly replied, “Yeah.”

       Wen Lin was somewhat a naive and idealistic person. Although Wen Jianing often persuaded him that if he really wanted to insist on singing, he had to give up some things, his standpoint couldn’t be easily shaken.

  What happened with Boss Chen last time influenced him a lot. For a long time, Wen Lin became a little cautious in speaking and doing things. Compared to how he originally was when he attended the Lei Xing’s banquet without saying anything, Wen Jianing had to say that Wen Lin had changed a lot. It might also be because Wen Jianing’s words in the past had some impact. But perhaps in Wen Lin’s view, he must go through these tribulations before he could truly become a top musician and make his own favourite music.

       Wen Lin certainly couldn’t understand the affairs of Wen Jianing and Lu Jinlang, but he was in no position to say anything, and he didn’t even know what to say to persuade Wen Jianing.

  Wen Jianing somewhat saw Wen Lin’s thoughts. As he drove the car, he said, “It’s nothing really. I like Lu Jinlang very much.”

  Wen Lin turned his head in surprise, he asked, “Are you guys serious?”

  Wen Jianing smiled, “I am very happy with him, at least he is handsome and a gentle man. Do not you still think I am pitiful?”

        Hearing what Wen Jianing said, Wen Lin understood the implication. He said, “But it can’t last long.”

  Wen Jianing said, “In the beginning, not every relationship can blossom and bear fruit. There is no need to force a lot of things, and just let nature take its course.”

  Wen Lin sighed deeply when he heard the words. He too, was at loss for he also didn’t know where the future will lead to.

  After sending Wen Lin home, Wen Jianing drove toward Lu Jinlang’s villa.

  When he arrived, Lu Jinlang was preparing to cook steak.

  Wen Jianing walked gently into the kitchen and hugged Lu Jinlang who was pouring olive oil into the pot from behind.

  Lu Jinlang said, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

  Wen Jianing let go of him and asked. “Are we eating steak?”

  Lu Jinlang smiled and said, “We are having candlelight dinner.”

  That night, the two of them were eating steak on the long table in Lu Jinlang’s dining room. After eating, Wen Jianing suddenly thought of asking Lu Jinlang to play the piano for him.

        Halfway through playing the piano, Lu Jinlang made love to Wen Jianing in the piano room.

  Wen Jianing’s cheeks were flushed after doing it. Lu Jinlang held him in his arms and sat on the sofa. Wen Jianing asked, “Did you miss me so much that you couldn’t wait and come down to find me?”

       Lu Jinlang did not answer him directly, but said, “Li Rong looked for you once, and Yang Wenchong looked for you twice.”

  Wen Jianing laughed at the words, “What do they want from me? Playing snooker?”

  Lu Jinlang said, “I told them, please don’t harass you without permission.”

  Wen Jianing turned his head to look at him, “You are so overbearing.”

        Lu Jinlang stretched out his hand to pinch his chin and deliberately said in a haughty tone, “You are mine. No one is allowed to harass you without my consent.”

        He then brought his acting skills as the Film Emperor to full effect.

  Wen Jianing said, “That’s right, you are Boss Lu.” After he said that, he took the initiative to kiss Lu Jinlang’s lips.

  Wen Jianing always spends time with Lu Jinlang as soon as he had free time and Wen Tinghuan had no good reason to stop him. Two days later, on the way to the TV station to record the program, Wen Tinghuan couldn’t help asking, “He hasn’t gotten tired of you yet, has he?

  Wen Lin’s eyes widened and felt that Wen Tinghuan’s question was really hurtful.

  Wen Jianing smiled, and said, “Maybe I will be the one who is tired of him first instead. So don’t worry.”

        Because they were stuck in traffic for a while, they arrived at the TV station a little late. They had just arrived backstage when they heard the makeup artist of the Starlight TV station secretly telling them that Yuan Qian had lost her temper.

       Their makeup artist was the same as when they participated in the competition, and they all knew each other quite well. It was said that Yuan Qian put on makeup half an hour ago and waited for the recording to start. Because they were late, wow she lost her temper in the lounge and refused to record.

       The two of them had finished filming a 30-episode TV series with Yuan Qian, but the relationship between them was not so good, and they were not even close.

  Yuan Qian was a little arrogant and had some temper for a lady. As men, Wen Jianing and Wen Lin had been accommodating to her when filming, but they didn’t expect that now that the filming was finished, they still had to accommodate her when recording a promotional program.

        Wen Tinghuan said, “After all, we are late and at fault. I will go and apologize to the Missy.”

  Wen Jianing grabbed her and said, “I’ll go.”

  Although Wen Tinghuan was capable, she was a woman after all. Wen Jianing felt that it didn’t feel right to let a woman do this kind of thing, and Yuan Qian might not be any gentle to Wen Tinghuan.

  As a result, Wen Jianing personally apologized to Yuan Qian.

  In Yuan Qian’s lounge, she and her agent Xu Wen were both there. Xu Wen was known for her aggressive personality on the road. She didn’t say anything when she saw Wen Jianing come in.

  Wen Jianing was sincere, he explained the reason for his late arrival and said “sorry” without being condescending.

  Before Yuan Qian spoke, Xu Wen said, “Miss Yuan has another appointment in the evening.” It means she was blaming Wen Jianing for wasting their time.

  Wen Jianing pretended not to understand, and said, “Then we have to start recording quickly, otherwise we will delay Miss Yuan’s appointment even further.”

       Yuan Qian said, “It’s been delayed, what’s the point of saying this now?”

  Wen Jianing felt that Yuan Qian was deliberately looking for trouble. It was just a trivial matter, but she had to make a mountain out of a molehill.*

  Sure enough, as if she was venting her anger, Yuan Qian stood up and said, “No more recording!”

       Xu Wen was surprised, she stood up and tried to persuade Yuan Qian by saying, “What’s the matter?” This and that is a different things. She understood that Yuan Qian was unhappy that Wen Jianing and Wen Lin were late, but the show had to be recorded. Otherwise, she would not only violate the contract but also offended Starlight TV station, which was not worthwhile.

       Wen Jianing just felt that Yuan Qian’s emotions were inexplicable. If she didn’t want to do the recording, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

       But soon, the program director and TV station staff came in to persuade her, and Xu Wen had been pulling Yuan Qian next to her but Yuan Qian didn’t budge.

       Then the program started recording.

       This was a popular entertainment program with four hosts and four guests. In addition to the three of them, there was also a female guest who was also an actress in ‘The Strange Fate of Hairpin and Phoenix’.

       Yuan Qian was absent-minded the whole time. Although she was still smiling when she was supposed to laugh, as long as the host’s topic was not on her, her face was cold and expressionless.

        The program director was holding his breath below and couldn’t exhale properly.

  When playing a game later, Yuan Qian smashed a toy ball directly on Wen Lin’s face, and the audience gave a cry of surprise.

  The host hurried over to ask Wen Lin if there was anything wrong.

       Wen Lin shook his head.

  Wen Jianing stood next to him, reached out and lifted Wen Lin’s face to the light and found a thin gash smashed into his cheekbone.

       Wen Tinghuan and Wen Lin’s assistant, Zhu Zexin stood in the audience and saw this scene, and cursed under their breath.

  The recording of the show dragged on until late at night.

  Wen Jianing and Wen Lin dealt with the autographs of the enthusiastic fans for a while and then struggled to get out and return to the backstage area.

  Walking to the dressing room, Zhu Zexin told Wen Lin to treat the wound.

  Wen Lin laughed, “What can be done with this, such a small wound.”

        As they walked to the dressing room, Zhu Zexin told Wen Lin to treat the wound.

        Wen Lin chuckled, “What is there to deal with, it’s just a small wound.”

       As soon as Wen Lin finished speaking, Wen Jianing saw a man walking in their direction across the corridor. The man was tall, his coat was open, and his shirt was not neatly buttoned. The man turned out to be Li Rong.

  Li Rong was originally walking to Yuan Qian’s door lounge and stopped, but after seeing Wen Jianing, he then walked in his direction.

  “Are you here to record a program?” Li Rong asked.

        The corridor suddenly became quiet, Wen Tinghuan and Zhu Zexin knew who Li Rong was, and they looked at each other in surprise without saying a word. Wen Lin didn’t know who Li Rong was, and looked at him curiously.

  Wen Jianing was puzzled for a moment and soon understood why Li Rong appeared here. Instead of answering Li Rong’s question, he asked, “Picking up a friend?”

  Li Rong smiled upon hearing this, and said, “Taking care of something.”

        Then, Li Rong said to Wen Jianing, “Come out for a drink sometime, I won’t bother you today.”

  After he said that, he turned around and walked toward Yuan Qian’s lounge. After he opened the door and going in, he closed the door heavily.

  Wen Jianing turned around and asked Wen Tinghuan, “Li Rong and Yuan Qian?”

  Wen Tinghuan said, “That’s her official boyfriend. You don’t know?”

        Wen Jianing shook his head. He really didn’t know it. Maybe it was something that happened this year. He was just a starlet who just debuted. There was no channel to understand many things, and he didn’t even want to think about it.

  It was just, “How do you know Li Rong?” Wen Tinghuan found it incredible, and Li Rong was obviously very polite to Wen Jianing.

  Wen Jianing laughed and said nothing.


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Chapter 34

        At this time, the little fresh meat* successfully hit the black ball into the pocket. He was a little excited, smiling and turning his head to look at Lu Jinlang.

  Lu Jinlang patted him on the waist and stepped to the side to not interfere with Wen Jianing as he continued to play.

  Wen Jianing calculated the direction of the next ball with his cue, raised his head and saw Li Rong standing next to him, looking at him with a cigarette in his mouth.

  To be precise, everyone in this room was looking at him now, except for Yan Ruowei.

  Yan Ruowei was looking at Lu Jinlang. He moved slowly to Lu Jinlang’s side, and said in a low voice, “Are you taking a break recently? I heard you just finished filming Fang Wei’s movie.”

  Lu Jinlang was still watching Wen Jianing, but divided his mind to answer Yan Ruowei’s question, “Yes, I plan to rest for half a year.”

  Yan Ruowei felt a little angry, and asked Lu Jinlang, “Do you think he is better than me?”

  Lu Jinlang looked at him upon hearing the words and said, “You two have nothing to compare.”

  When he heard Lu Jinlang’s answer, Yan Ruowei didn’t know for a moment whether he should be happy or sad.

        Suddenly, there was a loud sound of billiard balls colliding on the front table, and a red ball quickly rolled in their direction and fell into the pocket.

       Yan Ruowei was startled. When he looked up, he saw Wen Jianing standing opposite, and just straightened up without looking at them. He walked half a circle around the table to find the next target.

       Wen Jianing had to admit that Li Rong’s ball skills were much better than Yang Wenchong’s. Wen Jianing couldn’t hold him down at all. In the third game, the two of them were going back and forth, but they could not score one after another smoothly, which made the game a bit more watchable.

        Guan Xiaotian also shifted his attention and focused on the game.

  Li Rong smoked frequently. The young model next to him kept watch over him and lit his cigarette when he saw the right time. Li Rong seemed to have a calm expression, but he still glared at Yan Ruowei between the breaks. Yan Ruowei didn’t dare to stay with Lu Jinlang anymore and moved back to Li Rong.

        The score between the two was very tight.

  Wen Jianing had played with many people in this circle, and it was the first time to play with someone as powerful as Li Rong.

  Li Rong narrowly won the first game.

  However, in the second game, Wen Jianing started the game first, and the situation reversed.

  No one knew who came up with it. Every time Li Rong scored a goal, the group of young models cheered for him. Li Rong suddenly got angry and shouted, “Shut up!”

  Yang Wenchong smiled and laughed when he saw it. He went to the waiter and took a small plastic horn for the party. After Wen Jianing scored a goal, he blew the horn and knocked on the table.

        Li Rong yelled, “fvck!”, he pulled off the cigarette end in his mouth and threw it at him.

  Wen Jianing played the next two in a row, and when the last black ball fell in the pocket, the winner was decided, he narrowly beat Li Rong.

  He put the cue back, looked at Yang Wenchong and said, “Young Master Yang?” He waited for Yang Wenchong to make a statement.

  Yang Wenchong threw a wink over to signal him not to be impatient, He ran to find Li Rong to settle the gambling.

  Li Rong snorted coldly and sat down next to the bar, but he was willing to admit defeat.

       Wen Jianing, who won the game, was in a good mood and raised his hand to catch it when Li Rong threw a cigarette over.

  A little beauty next to him came up to help him light a cigarette, and said, “Gege, you are so handsome.”

  Wen Jianing caught fire and lit the smoke, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke to calm himself down a little. He saw Lu Jinlang watching him, so he waved to Lu Jinlang.

  Lu Jinlang walked up to him with a smile, and said what the girl just now said, “Gege, you are so handsome.”

  Wen Jianing had a smile in his eyes, put the cigarette between his fingers, and brought it to Lu Jinlang’s mouth.

        Lu Jinlang took a breath, and then approached Wen Jianing’s ear, exhaling all the smoke to his ears.

  Wen Jianing felt itchy and cowered as he raised his arm to rest on Lu Jinlang’s shoulder.

       Guan Xiaotian planned to leave at this time. He came out of his love for billiards to stand next to these people and finish watching the game. Now that the game was over, he was not interested in staying any longer.

  He didn’t have any problem with Li Rong and the rich men who come out to spend a lot of time and drink. The most uncomfortable thing for him was those who were obviously men but were willing to sell themselves to other men to sleep.

  Just before leaving, Guan Xiaotian couldn’t help looking at Wen Jianing more, seemingly feeling a bit sorry for him.

       Li Rong lost the game, and a group of handsome men and beautiful women gathered around him to comfort him. He actually didn’t care too much. Yang Wenchong was chatting beside him, but Li Rong felt he was making noises like he was like a fly and cursed, “Get out!”

        Yang Wenchong smiled and said, “Rong ge, can’t afford to lose, eh?”

  Li Rong looked at him coldly, “Do you dare to do it yourself?”**

  Of course Yang Wenchong didn’t dare to. He was in high spirits at this time, raised his hand and knocked on the bar, saying, “Let’s go! I invite everyone to drink and sing. I will pay all  the bills tonight!”

  Li Rong “hum” silently.

  Lu Jinlang asked Wen Jianing, “Do you want to sing?”

  Wen Jianing shook his head. He wanted to go back and have a rest

  But then, before he could refuse, Yang Wenchong had already said to him, “Let’s go baby, don’t spoil the fun.”

  Wen Jianing smiled, “Who is your baby?”

  Yang Wenchong said, “Of course it is you. You are the light, you are the electricity, and you are the only myth. You are my superstar. Going back so early to fvck ah? Let’s walk around and have fun!”

        Wen Jianing was amused and angry at once, and the other party was so shameless that he couldn’t care about it.

  At this time, Li Rong said to Lu Jinlang, “What? Your friend couldn’t even accompany him for a bit?”

  Lu Jinlang looked at Wen Jianing, and said, “It’s up to you.”

       Wen Jianing never liked to spoil others’ fun, so he nodded and said, “Let’s go together.”

  Lu Jinlang replied, “Go back first if you are tired.”

  Then Yang Wenchong called the waiter and asked her to prepare a private room for them since they were going to sing.

       Although Wen Jianing followed, he didn’t have much interest in singing. Li Rong and Lu Jinlang didn’t sing either. They sat on the sofa and talked in low voices. Just a few starlets came one by one. Their purpose was to please Li Rong and the others.

  Compared to Li Rong, Yang Wenchong seemed to be more approachable, and from time to time someone would pull him up and sing together. He was in a good mood today, almost responsive to every request.

  Wen Jianing felt a little tired after listening to a few songs. He leaned his head against Lu Jinlang’s shoulder beside him. He saw Yan Ruowei sitting on the other side of the sofa, drinking a cup of wine after another.

  Lu Jinlang raised his hand to embrace Wen Jianing’s shoulder, making him lean more comfortably.

  Wen Jianing suddenly thought that no matter what Lu Jinlang thought of him and the relationship between them, he didn’t treat him like Yang Wenchong, Li Rong and the others, and he should feel thankful to him. Probably because of this, Yan Ruowei was still reluctant to give up Lu Jinlang.

        Li Rong smiled and asked Lu Jinlang, “Are you serious about this? Does your second brother know?”

  Lu Jinlang also smiled and said nothing.

  Wen Jianing rested quietly on Lu Jinlang’s shoulder and saw Yan Ruowei go up and sit in front of the display screen and clicked a song to sing.

  He looked at Yan Ruowei’s delicate silhouette reflected on his face by the light, and suddenly couldn’t help asking Lu Jinlang, “Is he your former lover?”

  Lu Jinlang calmly replied, “It’s already a thing of the past.”

  Wen Jianing gave a soft “um” and did not continue to ask.

  Yang Wenchong sat over with a glass of wine at this time, he insisted on calling Wen Jianing up to play games with everyone together.

  Wen Jianing knew it was time for drinking, he sat upright and did not refuse Yang Wenchong, but before then asked Lu Jinlang, “If I get drunk, will you take me back?”

        Lu Jinlang chuckled, and asked, “What else? Should I throw you out?”

  Wen Jianing leaned close to his ear and said, “I am afraid of getting drunk, do you know why?”

  Lu Jinlang looked at him.

  Wen Jianing said, “I’m afraid of being discovered that I am not a normal man.”

  Lu Jinlang reached out and grabbed his nose, “Who said you weren’t?”

  Wen Jianing grabbed his hand, “That’s why I am always afraid of getting drunk.”

  Lu Jinlang said softly, “It’s okay, just drink. I promise I won’t be drunk, and I will take you back if you drink too much. I’m the only one in the world that can see, okay?”

  Wen Jianing smiled at him.

  Yang Wenchong urged him, “What are you talking about secretly? Hurry up!”

  Wen Jianing raised his chin and said, “I’m coming!”

  They played games and drank wine that day. Everyone drank a lot at the back. Wen Jianing was drunk and didn’t make any noise. He just stuck to Lu Jinlang and refused to leave.

       When Lu Jinlang wanted to stand up, Wen Jianing quickly reached out and hugged Lu Jinlang’s waist, not letting him go away.

  Li Rong looked at it interestingly, and said to Lu Jinlang, “Where did you find the baby?”

  Lu Jinlang smiled slightly, bent down to hug Wen Jianing, and said, “No more games for us, we’ll go back first.”

        Yang Wenchong raised his hand and waved, “Go back slowly!”

  Yan Ruowei raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head again.

  Lu Jinlang took Wen Jianing out of the room, but Wen Jianing struggled. So he had to put him down again and asked, “What’s the matter?”

  Wen Jianing said, “Don’t want you to carry me like this.” But he was already unsteady.

  Lu Jinlang patiently said, “Then, shall I carry you on my back?”

  He squatted down in front of Wen Jianing, and after a while, he felt Wen Jianing lying on his back.

        Lu Jinlang picked him up on his back and walked forward slowly.

  Wen Jianing called out, “Lu Jinlang.”

  “Hmm?” Lu Jinlang responded softly.

  Wen Jianing did not continue but started humming a song. Lu Jinlang recognized that it was a song from a well-known episode in the movie ‘Duel’ in which he starred.

  Halfway through humming, Wen Jianing stopped suddenly as if he were stuck, and then stopped making a sound.

  Lu Jinlang thought Wen Jianing was asleep and went all the way back to the small place where the two stayed, and put Wen Jianing on the big bed in the room, only to realize that Wen Jianing had his eyes open.

  He reached out his hand and pinched Wen Jianing’s nose.

  Wen Jianing grabbed his hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

  Lu Jinlang asked him, “Are you seducing me?”

        Wen Jianing nodded.

  Lu Jinlang smiled and reached out to unbutton his shirt.

  Wen Jianing lay on the bed, raised his leg and started to take off his pants.

  With the help of Lu Jinlang, he stripped his whole body naked, then knelt down on the bed and stretched out his hand towards his lower body.

       He couldn’t see the place when he held it with one hand. He raised his head to look at Lu Jinlang, with a slightly aggrieved expression.

        Lu Jinlang sat down on the edge of the bed with a smile and put his hand around him.

  The next morning, Wen Jianing woke up and felt a headache. It was the aftereffect of drinking wine. He even felt that there was still some alcohol between his breaths.

  After sitting up for a while, Wen Jianing asked Lu Jinlang, who was lying in bed looking at his mobile phone, “Did I do anything strange last night?”

       Lu Jinlang held the phone on his chest and said to him, “It’s nothing, just remember not to get drunk when I am away.”

  Wen Jianing raised his hand and ruffled his messy hair.


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* Wen Jianing was referred to as little fresh meat since he was considered a newbie in the entertainment world
** the conversation between Yang Wenchong and Li Rong about daring one another to do means asking each other if they can be the bottom, kek

 

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Chapter 33

       Wen Jianing didn’t show his thoughts on his face.

  Before they finished the meal, Yang Wenchong suddenly burst in from outside. He laughed and greeted Lu Jinlang, “Brother Lu!* You are here!” They didn’t know where he learned the news that Lu Jinlang had come over.

       Then he came over and took Lu Jinlang’s hand. He patted him on the shoulder and said, “Today you also brought my little brother. Just in time! There are some things I want to discuss with you.”

        Wen Jianing felt a little funny. He wanted to say who is your brother? But he still had a smile on his face.

  “What’s the matter?” Lu Jinlang asked calmly, without hurry.

  Yang Wenchong said, “I would like to ask little brother Ke** to help me play a game. If he wins, I will give him 500,000 as a reward.”

  Lu Jinlang asked, “How much do you bet against someone?”

  Yang Wenchong laughed out loud, “It’s hard to say Jinlang, you’d better not ask.”

  Lu Jinlang looked at Wen Jianing, meaning to ask him if he would agree.

  In fact, Wen Jianing was already excited when he heard about the game. He propped his head with one hand and smiled and asked Yang Wenchong, “It’s snooker?”

        Yang Wenchong said, “It’s snooker, baby.”

  Wen Jianing was a little hesitant.

  Lu Jinlang then said, “If we lose, it had nothing to do with us. If we win, you can buy him a car.”

        Yang Wenchong hesitated for a moment, “What car?”

        Lu Jinlang then said, “He will pick the ones within one million.”

  Yang Wenchong thought for a moment and said, “Okay! No problem! The premise is to win!” But then he said to Lu Jinlang, “You are the boyfriend, but can not afford to buy a car for someone, and still come to blackmail me?”

        Lu Jinlang said frankly, “We talk about feelings, not money.”

  Wen Jianing smiled slightly when he said that.

  Yang Wenchong pointed to Wen Jianing and said, “Look at your guilty face, not promising!”

  Wen Jianing did not refute.

        After Yang Wenchong signed the bill for them, he hurried them to the billiard room now. When they arrived, Wen Jianing found that there were many people inside. He knew some, but he was not familiar with all of them.

  One of the big names that were present was a young master surnamed Li. His name was Li Rong. Like Yang Wenchong, he was famous for playing around. In addition, there was a tall and handsome young man named Yan Ruowei, who had acted in several plays, TV dramas and movies, and was a little famous, but was not a big hit. Others were mostly small stars, and Wen Jianing couldn’t even name them.

       However, Wen Jianing had been very popular on the internet recently. As soon as he came in, many people recognized him, but everyone’s attention was still on Lu Jinlang.

       Especially Yan Ruowei, his eyes suddenly changed when Lu Jinlang entered. He never looked away from Lu Jinlang.

        Lu Jinlang greeted Li Rong first.

  Li Rong said with a smile, “I had a meal with your second brother the day before yesterday.”

  Lu Jinlang smiled and said, “Is he okay? I haven’t seen him for a long time.”

  Li Rong said, “Pretty good, he seems to be living quite well.”

        Li Rong was a little different from Yang Wenchong. Yang Wenchong had money in his family but he had nothing to do in the family. However, Li Rong was also a ruthless character and did a lot of business outside, besides just playing around.

  After he spoke, Li Rong turned his head to look at Yan Ruowei, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pat his back firmly, and said, “If you want to say hello, just say it. Look, your eyes are about to fall out.”

  Yan Ruowei seemed a little embarrassed and looked away.

  Lu Jinlang took the initiative to greet him, “It’s been a long time since I saw you, Ruowei. How are you doing?”

  Yan Ruowei said softly, “Pretty good.” After speaking, he glanced at Wen Jianing again.

  Li Rong was also looking at Wen Jianing. He usually managed a lot of things, but he didn’t know who Wen Jianing was. He just thought Wen Jianing was a starlet brought by Lu Jinlang.

        A model next to him said, “This is Ke Xinhang, right? Young Master Yang taste is quite good.”

  She thought Ke Xinhang was brought by Yang Wenchong, so she joked with him casually.

  Yang Wenchong, who was asking for help from Wen Jianing quickly said, “Don’t talk nonsense, this is a friend of the great Film Emperor Lu.”

  Of course, the model didn’t dare to make a joke with Lu Jinlang. She was a little surprised, and glanced at several people around her, and then looked curiously at Wen Jianing.

  Yan Ruowei’s face instantly became sour.

        Wen Jianing watched all this silently, if he still couldn’t see what Yan Ruowei had with Lu Jinlang, then he had been living in vain for more than 30 years. At least Yan Ruowei’s interest in Lu Jinlang was one sidedly.

       Lu Jinlang was very calm, said a few words with Li Rong, and then said that he was just an audience. He waited for Yang Wenchong to come out to express his opinion.

  Yang Wenchong smiled and said to Li Rong, “It’s as agreed that we will do one game to determine the outcome and it’s okay for me to be substituted with my brother.”

  Li Rong asked him, “Where is your brother?”

  Yang Wenchong stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Jianing, “He’s here!”

  Li Rong sat on the high stool and snorted, “You just said this is Jinlang’s friend, how come he has become your brother now?”

  Yang Wenchong said with a sullen expression, “Why can’t Jinlang’s friend be my brother? If you can’t afford to lose, just say it. Why the sudden change of mind?”

  Yan Ruowei kept enduring it until he couldn’t hold back anymore, and said, “Young Master Yang, why do you find someone like this to play billiards with Boss Li? It’s more interesting to let him dance on the platform.”

        Lu Jinlang frowned slightly and looked at Yan Ruowei.

  Yan Ruowei lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

  Several starlets in the room gathered in one place whispering.

  Li Rong smiled and said to Yang Wenchong, “How are you so confident that he can beat me?”

  Yang Wenchong glanced at Wen Jianing and nodded vigorously, “Dare to gamble on this one?”

       Li Rong stood up, took off his jacket and asked Yan Ruowei to hold it for him, then slowly rolled up his shirt buttons, and said to Wen Jianing, “It is not fair to decide the outcome in one round, let’s do three rounds. But I have to make sure about one thing. Are you here to help Yang Wenchong win the bet?”

  Wen Jianing said, “Yes.”

  Li Rong smiled, “Well, if you win, I will surrender. But if I win, I want to change the conditions. Today you let me sleep with you.”

  Wen Jianing was a little bit dumbfounded for an instant.

  Lu Jinlang said calmly, “Boss Li, it’s too much. I said he was my friend.”

  Li Rong was not afraid of Lu Jinlang. He said, “Who told you to let your friend help Yang Wenchong? He either accepts the terms of the bet or withdraws himself from the hustle.”

       Before Lu Jinlang spoke, Wen Jianing first opened his mouth and said to Li Rong, “Boss Li, does it mean this is a gamble between us?”

  “Uh-huh,” Li Rong looked at him and waited for him to continue.

  Wen Jianing said, “In that case, I also want to change the conditions. The bet between you and Young Master Yang remains the same. On top of that, I’ll add another one. If you win, I’ll let you sleep with me, and if I win, you’ll let me sleep with you.***”

  The entire billiard room fell silent for an instant, leaving only the soft music on the stereo.

  Yang Wenchong wiped away his cold sweat and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Jianing.

        Li Rong half-squinted his eyes. It was unclear whether he was angry or not.

  At this time it was Lu Jinlang who came out to round things up, he put one arm around Wen Jianing’s shoulders and asked, “Do you want to sleep with Boss Li?”

       Wen Jianing turned his head. Of course, he didn’t want to sleep with Li Rong. Even if Li Rong agreed and really lost to him, he wouldn’t sleep with Li Rong unless he was crazy.

  He just wanted to distress Li Rong. What he was waiting for was that Lu Jinlang would not stand idly by. He said to Lu Jinlang, “What do you say? Let’s have a 3P tonight?”

       Lu Jinlang squeezed Wen Jianing’s arm with his fingers. He didn’t smile. He didn’t want to offend Li Rong, but Yang Wenchong, who was next to him, heard Wen Jianing say 3P, imagined the scene, and immediately buried his head and kicked the floor with his own leather shoes.

  Lu Jinlang said to Li Rong, “Boss Li, how about this, I will also participate in the bet. If you win, I’ll pay the bet together with Yang Wenchong; if you lose, you only need to pay the original share promised to Yang Wenchong, how about that?”

  Li Rong put his arms on his chest, looked at Wen Jianing and smiled.

  Lu Jinlang asked Wen Jianing, “Do you still want to have a 3P?”

  Wen Jianing said hurriedly this time, “I wouldn’t dare. I’m talking nonsense, don’t be angry, Boss Li.”

  The people in this room really didn’t know whether Li Rong was angry or not, but Lu Jinlang already made a clear statement. Li Rong would not offend Lu Jinlang for such a trivial matter. He nodded, compromising and agreeing to Lu Jinlang’s request.

  Just as the game was about to begin, Guan Xiaotian suddenly pushed open the door from outside.

  Looking at the people in this room, Guan Xiaotian was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and greeted the people here with a smile.

  Guan Xiaotian and Wen Jianing were in the same social circle, and they were not familiar with people in the circle of Lu Jinlang and Li Rong, but since they were in the entertainment circle, they could still act superficially.

  Yang Wenchong invited Guan Xiaotian to stay to watch the game, and Guan Xiaotian did not refuse to stay.

  Wen Jianing didn’t have time to care about Guan Xiaotian at this time. He was a little nervous because he was sure to win against Yang Wenchong before because he had seen Yang Wenchong play, but he never had the opportunity to watch Li Rong play. And since Yang Wenchong came to him, Li Rong’s strength must not be under Yang Wenchong.

  What he said just now was a joke, but if Li Rong really agreed to his terms, maybe he wouldn’t dare to bet. Who knew if he or Li Rong would win. Even if he really won, Li Rong would not care to lie down and let him do him, and he might have no choice.

  Wen Jianing habitually rubs the club repeatedly with his thumb, which was a subconscious action when he was serious.

  No one else thought it was strange, but Guan Xiaotian, who was watching the game nearby, began to subconsciously observe him after noticing the movement of his hand.

  At this time, Yang Wenchong walked behind Wen Jianing and reached out to help Wen Jianing rub his shoulder, and whispered, “Don’t be afraid of him, I know Li Rong’s strength, and he’s not your opponent.”

  Wen Jianing did not speak.

  Yang Wenchong lowered his voice and said, “It’s all up to you, baby.”

  Wen Jianing finally glanced at him and said, “Don’t take advantage.”

        Yang Wenchong just took advantage with his words. After seeing him for so long, Lu Jinlang still took Wen Jianing with him and attached great importance to him. So he was simply just imagining other thoughts but didn’t intend to practice them. Of course, if one day Lu Jinlang has had enough, he could consider it. However, looking at Wen Jianing’s current momentum, he felt that even when Lu Jinlang had enough, the other party was probably not someone he could afford to play with either.

  The first game was a coin toss to set the opening ball, and Li Rong won to take the lead.

  He started very smoothly, with a series of red balls and a colourful ball falling into the pocket easily.

  Wen Jianing was originally standing next to the table, but then he retreated to stand beside Lu Jinlang.

       There was an orange light shining on his head. Wen Jianing’s face looked white and transparent under the light, and his cheeks were slightly red.

        Lu Jinlang was so excited that he put his arm around his waist and pressed his lips on Wen Jianing’s cheek.

  Wen Jianing stood still and just asked, “Do you think it is appropriate to do this kind of thing here?”

  Lu Jinlang whispered in his ear, “I just get a little excited thinking of you in bed like this.”

  Wen Jianing glanced at him.

  Lu Jinlang smiled.

  Guan Xiaotian, who was standing opposite the table, frowned uncomfortably when he saw the intimacy between them.

       Li Rong’s smooth start made Yang Wenchong’s palm sweat. Wen Jianing raised his hand and gently pressed his lower lip with his thumb. Only Lu Jinlang’s attention was put half on Wen Jianing. For example, he wanted to replace Wen Jianing’s fingers with his own.

       Yan Ruowei held his arms in front of his chest. Obviously, he was looking at Li Rong, but he kept looking in the direction of Lu Jinlang and the others, his face was cold and expressionless.

  A young model came to Guan Xiaotian to talk to him. Guan Xiaotian responded politely. At the same time, he was thinking about the starlet called Ke Xinhang. Ke Xinhang had many habitual actions that would be very similar to Wen Jianing.

       The music in the billiard room had stopped. Everyone didn’t dare to interrupt Li Rong’s play. They lower their voice when they want to talk, and the loudest sound in the whole room was the sound of two balls colliding on the table.

  A single tap made Yang Wenchong’s nerves tense.

  Thanks to the mistake made by Li Rong, it was finally Wen Jianing’s turn to hit the ball.

  But at this time, the position of the ball was not very good. Wen Jianing watched carefully by the side of the stage for a long time and aimed at the black ball with the highest score.

       The black ball’s position was not particularly good. If he couldn’t score with this ball, it would more or less be discouraging, to be honest.

  Guan Xiaotian looked at his movements and felt an unspeakable familiarity. He used to play with Wen Jianing and knew better than anyone else about Wen Jianing’s small habits.

  At this time, Wen Jianing, who had chosen a position, turned his head and glanced at Lu Jinlang. He didn’t know why he did this unnecessary action, as if he was subconsciously seeking support from the other party.

  Lu Jinlang walked to Wen Jianing, put his hand on the ambiguous position between his lower back and buttocks, and said, “I said it’s on me if you lose, so what are you afraid of.”

  Wen Jianing nodded.

  Guan Xiaotian was in a daze for a moment. He felt that he was obsessed, and even felt that this boy was a little like Wen Jianing. When he saw him standing next to people like Lu Jinlang and Li Rong, he was clearly a fat and juicy piece of fresh meat from the entertainment industry, provoking the group of men around, and was not ashamed of being touched and kissed by others.

  Guan Xiaotian shook his head and lit himself a cigarette.


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*Yang Wenchong is addressing Lu Jinlang as 陆兄 (Lu Xiong) instead of the usual Lu ge
**Here Ke Xinhang is addressed as 柯小弟 (Ke Xiaodi) which actually means Little Brother Ke
*** When Wen Jianing said If you win, I’ll let you sleep with me, and if I win, you’ll let me sleep with you. he meant he was asking to top Li Rong.

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Chapter 32

       Wen Jianing had not done a TV series for many years. When he first made his debut in his last life, he ran around as a minor character in a lot of TV series. After turning to the big screen, he never went back to film a TV series.

  The shooting pace of TV series was much faster and less elaborated than in movies, plus with the requirements of today’s domestic market, most of them were shot in a hurry and lacking in quality.

  ‘The Strange Fate of Hairpin and Phoenix’ could be regarded as a large-scale production with a relatively large investment. As a producer, Lei Xing wanted to use the TV series to promote Wen Lin and Ke Xinhang. Naturally, they had spent a lot of money and put forward the requirement of quality and speed to coexist.

  A simple opening ceremony was held the day after Wen Jianing’s arrival, and then they officially went into shooting.

  Wen Jianing’s first scene was an emotional scene with the heroine Ling Zhener played by Yuan Qian and Xiao Zongyi played by Wen Lin.

  Yuan Qian became popular a few years ago because of a Chinese historical movie*. Her acting skills were very mediocre, but she was beautiful, that was why she was very popular with the audience and was very popular on the internet.

  This scene was about Xiao Zongyan bringing a cricket into the palace to show it to Xiao Zongyi but accidentally hearing a maid and a eunuch talking about Xiao Zongyi staying in Ling Zhener’s palace last night. Xiao Zongyan endured the heartache and went to the Imperial Study Room to find Xiao Zongyi. He smiled and told him about crickets, and it happened that Ling Zhener was also there. The two were right next to Xiao Zongyi, secretly glancing at each other.

  Xiao Zongyan, played by Wen Jianing, had the look of a flirtatious prince, always with a carefree look

  Xiao Zongyan put the cricket cage on the table, and when Xiao Zongyi, played by Wen Lin looked down, Xiao Zongyan looked up at Ling Zhener across the table. The moment the two eyes met, Yuan Qian saw the other party’s smile instantly shrink, his eyes seemed to be bitter and hateful, and his emotions almost overflowed.

       Yuan Qian didn’t enter the play so quickly. At this time, when she looked at Wen Jianing, she was taken aback for a moment, and forgot to say the lines she had prepared.

  The director called to stop and asked to start again, but he paid more attention to Wen Jianing.

  When it was time to start over, Yuan Qian found the state, but from her perspective, she could clearly see Wen Jianing’s expression change freely. When talking with Wen Lin, he had a silly smile, and as long as it was with her, he spoke with a bit of pain in his smile.

  At the end of the scene, during the break, the director watched the shots of Wen Jianing, especially the close-ups of his face several times, and asked the assistant director next to him, “What do you think?”

  The assistant director looked at it carefully and said, “Not bad.” But after watching it for a while, he sighed, “It’s just that he looks so handsome that it’s easy to be distracted from his acting skills.”

        Compared to Wen Jianing, Wen Lin, who was filming for the first time, was much more nervous.

  The first scene was mainly the interaction between Wen Jianing and Yuan Qian. Fortunately, in the second scene between Wen Lin and Yuan Qian, NG was always inevitable.

  During the break, Wen Jianing told him to not be nervous, and to not worry too much with some details. Acting was always a process of progressing and he didn’t have to force himself too hard.

       Afterwards, the filming went a little smoother, although Wen Lin’s acting skills were still very green. Wen Jianing actually felt that for someone like Wen Lin who had never acted in a drama before, it was better to start with the minor role and supporting roles. It was inevitable that he was feeling nervous about such an important role.

       However, Lei Xing as an entertainment company, of course, would not let Wen Lin to slowly settle down and accumulate experience. They wanted to use the afterglow of the Voice of the Soul to promote both Wen Lin and Wen Jianing.

       After the first day of shooting, when they returned to the hotel, Wen Jianing asked Wen Lin if he wanted to have a snack. Wen Lin was too tired to move. He said, “I’m going to bed.”

  Wen Jianing couldn’t help but laugh a little and patted him on the shoulder, “Go get some sleep.”

  He and Wen Tinghuan were left to eat seafood noodles at an outside noodle shop, but when Wen Jianing ordered, Wen Tinghuan didn’t order anything.

  “You are not going to eat?” Wen Jianing asked.

        Wen Tinghuan looked at him with her hands on her face. “You’re still eating noodles so late. Aren’t you afraid of getting fat?”

  Wen Jianing smiled upon hearing this, and said, “It won’t be that easy to gain weight.”

  This was not to make Wen Tinghuan annoyed, but it was the truth. On the contrary, the 34 years old Wen Jianing, would not dare to eat like this. He still needs to spend a lot of effort to maintain his figure. But as a 20 year old Ke Xinhang, things were really different. He often had to warn himself to eat more, otherwise, he would lose a few pounds if he were a little tired.

       As a man, he was too thin, and in fact, he didn’t look good. He liked Lu Jinlang’s hanger shelf figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He looked good in everything.

  Wen Tinghuan sighed, “You just make me angry.”

  Wen Jianing smiled and asked her, “Are you really not eating?”

  Wen Tinghuan shook her head. She said, “Today, the assistant director told me that you are good at acting. Have you learned acting before?”

  Wen Jianing said, “No, I learned it by myself.”

       Wen Tinghuan took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. She said, “Xinhang, no matter if you are born with good acting skills or you become good because you learned it, I think what the assistant director said today is right. You should think more about it in the future. This kind of idol drama makes it easy for people to ignore your acting skills. After I go back, I will discuss with it Zheng laoshi** and carefully plan your future development path.”

  Wen Jianing said with a smile, “Thank you, Ting jie.”

  Wen Tinghuan said, “What are the thanks for? This is part of my job. Now you go eat quickly and go back to sleep after eating.”

       The shooting of the TV series ‘The Strange Fate of Hairpin and Phoenix’ went well. Although Wen Lin’s acting skills were still green and Miss Yuan Qian’s acting skills were also mediocre, it was enough for a youth idol drama. At least the whole scenes were pleasing to the eye.

  The creative staff understand the psychology of today’s young audiences very well. The clothes do not necessarily have to conform to historical characteristics, but they must be beautiful, such as Yuan Qian’s fluffy muffler and cloak, Wen Jianing’s chic and elegant white tunic, and clean and meticulous actors’ makeups. The background tones of the TV series were bright and beautiful. The plot was also fast-paced, relaxed and cheerful in the early stage, and with fierce melodramatic scenes in the later stage.

       The official Weibo of the TV series releases some live photos and shooting highlights from time to time, and there were a lot of reposts on the internet. The readers of the original novel were originally young women and both Wen Lin and Wen Jianing satisfied most of the readers in terms of appearance and style. Gradually, they were not so concerned about whether the production followed the original plot. Some girls’ attention also had shifted from the TV series to the actors themselves.

  A girl went to visit the set, took a video with her mobile phone and posted it on the internet.

  In the video, Wen Jianing was helping Wen Lin sort out the jade pendant hanging on his belt. He half squatted beside Wen Lin and raised his head to talk to Wen Lin while sorting it out. The video appeared ambiguous and the sound couldn’t be heard clearly. But after Wen Lin lowered his head to respond to him, the two looked at each other and smiled.

       Later, this video also became a hot topic of the day, which aroused an enthusiastic response from many people.

       The official Weibo also discovered the influence this topic brings, so from time to time, several photos of Wen Lin and Wen Jianing together were posted, and another day a behind-the-scenes video was also posted. The video was filming Xiao Zongyi and Xiao Zongyan was having a confrontation in front of Ling Zhener. It was the scene of Xiao Zongyi grabbing Xiao Zongyan’s lapel and berating him loudly. However, because Yuan Qian who was standing behind said the wrong line it resulted in NG. Wen Lin suddenly laughed and let go of Wen Jianing and stretched out his arms to hug him.

        Various topics of this TV series are boiling on the internet.

  Wen Tinghuan said to Wen Jianing, “Just wait for it to be popular.”

  Wen Jianing didn’t say anything.

  Wen Tinghuan said again, “Let me ask you, do you want to take advantage of the buzz to make more TV series next, or slow down your steps and move in the direction of acting in a movie?”

       Wen Jianing said to her, “I told you before, I want to stand higher than Lu Jinlang.”

  Wen Ting smiled, “Okay, I get it.”

  The TV series took four months to shoot, and midway through the shooting, the news of ‘October Fireworks’ came, and only then did Wen Jianing remember that he hadn’t seen Lu Jinlang for a long time.

       Lu Jinlang called Wen Jianing. That night Wen Jianing was rushing to the filming, and the phone was in Wen Tinghuan’s hands. Wen Tinghuan saw that it was Lu Jinlang who was calling and didn’t answer it for him. She just returned a text message and said that Wen Jianing was going to shoot.

  It was late at night when work ended, and Wen Jianing did not call Lu Jinlang back.

  When he called Lu Jinlang the next day, Lu Jinlang said to him that he was out on vacation and that he would see him again when Wen Jianing’s scene finished.

  “Okay, have a nice trip,” Wen Jianing said to him.

       Wen Jianing ended his part of the play earlier than Wen Lin. When he returned to the airport by plane, he found that there were fans to pick him up. For his fans, Wen Jianing had always been gentle. He would try his best to satisfy everyone’s requirements for taking photos and autographs because he still remembered those young girls crying sadly at his funeral.

       However, it was obviously impossible to do that at the airport. When he saw so many people gathered at the airport, security personnel were dispatched to escort Wen Jianing out, and he was not allowed to stay at the airport for too long.

  When he got in the car sent by the company to pick them up, Wen Ting smiled and asked him, “How do you feel?”

  Wen Jianing said, “I am a little touched and a little happy.” This is the truth. Although he had enjoyed such treatment in the past, he once again felt surrounded by enthusiasm after such a long time, so he couldn’t help feeling a little more moved.

  The driver kept driving him back home.

  Wen Tinghuan said to him, “Take a few days off, and you don’t have to go back to the company right away. When Wen Lin comes back, you have to record the theme song. Wait for my call.”

  Wen Jianing said goodbye to her.

        Back home, Wen Jianing emptied his head and thought about nothing. He intended to make up for two days of sleep. But when he has just fallen asleep, he received a call from Lu Jinlang.

  Lu Jinlang said as if joking, “You didn’t even tell me you were back?”

  Wen Jianing asked, “Are you back?”

  Lu Jinlang told him, “I heard that your filming is over, I can’t wait to come back.”

  Wen Jianing smiled lightly.

  Lu Jinlang asked him, “What are your plans for the next two days?”

  Wen Jianing thought for a moment, “Nothing is planned yet.”

  Lu Jinlang said, “Then let’s go out and find a comfortable place to stay.”

  The comfortable place Lu Jinlang said referred to Lanlu. Lanlu had a small courtyard for guests to stay, a wooden building guest rooms in front of a small courtyard with a single door. The room inside was a very luxurious, comfortable, and modern suite.

  Lu Yunan drove Wen Jianing to Lanlu. The first thing Wen Jianing did after arriving was sleeping. He slept on the soft big bed in the guest room until the next morning. When he woke up, he saw Lu Jinlang sitting under the window, reading a newspaper on a single sofa.

        When Lu Jinlang saw him waking up, he asked him, “Did you get enough sleep?”

  Wen Jianing nodded, “I’m so hungry.”

  Breakfast was delivered to the guest room, Wen Jianing ate a small bowl of beef noodles, topped with cake, fried eggs and coffee.

  After he ate, he walked into the yard in his pyjamas and stretched out, taking a deep breath of the fresh mountain air.

  Lu Jinlang came over and hugged him from behind, and said, “Do you miss me?”

  Wen Jianing grabbed his hand and said, “Now I’m thinking.”

  If he wanted to describe it more precisely, Wen Jianing felt that his body was starting to miss Lu Jinlang. It was strange that for so many years as Wen Jianing, he had always felt that these things were nothing more than a kind of outlet and had never tried to crave so much.

       It was probably because he had not experienced the kind of pleasure that makes his whole body tremble. He felt that he had reached the top, but the person in control of his body was telling him by his actions that it was not enough, and he had to continue to make him comfortable to the point that it was almost painful. Or maybe he was actually physically gay, but he didn’t know it for many years.

       It certainly was inappropriate and a waste of time to do this kind of thing in bed in the morning, but Wen Jianing felt it was a little difficult to control himself. He felt Lu Jinlang put his hand over his mouth and said in his ear, “Shh—” but his eyes were moist and shook his head. He felt that his mind had been controlled by his body. He couldn’t think about what kind of response to make.

       After all, they had been separated for four months.

       When it was over, Lu Jinlang stood by the bed and dressed. Wen Jianing saw a scratch on Lu Jinlang’s shoulder, which he had just left. Although his nails are not long, he must’ve scratched them very hard.

  Lu Jinlang noticed that he was watching. He sat down close to let him see and said, “You are very fierce today.”

  Wen Jianing sat up and kissed lightly on his shoulder.

        Lu Jinlang looked at him intently, then leaned in and kissed his lips.

  They didn’t walk out of this small yard until dinner. Lu Jinlang said that he would go to eat sushi with him, but Wen Jianing felt a little weak in his legs. He really didn’t want to admit that his 20-year-old body was not as good as the 30-year-old Lu Jinlang. It was a pity that Ke Xinhang’s body was relatively weak. He began to think about spending an hour out for a run every day.

  Lu Jinlang originally walked a bit ahead of him, then stopped and stretched out his hand to him, held his hand and walked together.

  Instead of small private rooms, this sushi house had rotating sushi.

  When they went in, they saw a friend inside. In fact, it should be said that it was Wen Jianing’s former friend, not Lu Jinlang’s.

       That person was Guan Xiaotian. He was also a well-known actor. He made his debut at about the same time as Wen Jianing, and the two people have always had a deep friendship. But the last time he saw Guan Xiaotian, it was at Wen Jianing’s own funeral, and a year has almost passed in the blink of an eye.

       Guan Xiaotian was accompanied by a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman. She was not very beautiful, but she looked gentle and quiet. It was his girlfriend named Le Shu. He heard that Le Shu had a good family background. She also graduated with a master’s degree, and her education was much higher than Guan Xiaotian. Guan Xiaotian told Wen Jianing in the past that he was serious about Le Shu and that the two were going to get married. Now it had been another year, but he didn’t know if he had pulled the marriage certificate.

        When Guan Xiaotian saw Lu Jinlang and him coming in, he took the initiative to say hello to Lu Jinlang, the kind that was very polite. Guan Xiaotian was not familiar with Lu Jinlang, and Wen Jianing knew it well.

  Lu Jinlang sat down with Wen Jianing, and Lu Jinlang personally helped him pour soy sauce on the plate.

  Le Shu couldn’t help raising her head to look at them, then turned her gaze away.

        In Lanlu, if you didn’t want to be seen, you could stay in the private room and enjoy private space all the way. Most people who came here wouldn’t do so, because those who came here knew the rules, otherwise, they wouldn’t be qualified to come again in the future.

  The sushi house was very quiet, with only very soft music. Lu Jinlang were helping Wen Jianing to get some sushi and told him which one he thought was delicious.

  Guan Xiaotian and Le Shu were talking in low voices, and after a while, their voices became a little louder, as if they were quarrelling.

  Wen Jianing raised his head and looked at them.

       Guan Xiaotian suddenly put the small plate in front of him on the table. When Le Shu saw this, she got up, picked up her bag and went out. Guan Xiaotian didn’t chase her either, and sat alone gloomily.

  Wen Jianing wanted to go over and persuade him just like how it is in the past, but he would not do such a foolish thing in front of Lu Jinlang.

  Lu Jinlang watched him getting distracted while taking a piece of sushi with his chopsticks, so he asked, “It’s not delicious?”

  Wen Jianing shook his head, “It’s delicious,” he smoothly picked up the sushi and fed it into Lu Jinlang’s mouth.

       Guan Xiaotian suddenly stood up, signed the bill and went out. He never looked at Wen Jianing from beginning to end.

       Wen Jianing suddenly remembered that Guan Xiaotian had said in the past that he hated that kind of person who looked neither male nor female, and Wen Jianing suddenly realized that this was probably how Guan Xiaotian saw him now. Wen Jianing felt a little uncomfortable, not because of his relationship with Lu Jinlang, but because he knew that his body was really the type that Guan Xiaotian had described.


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Chapter 4 – Fulfillment requires cooperation

The clone of a lover who eventually became a real lover
Fulfilment requires cooperation

There’s no shame in admitting that Tan Yunxiao feels strongly jealous of Feng Sheng’s original lover.

After the two confided in each other and shared their hearts, Feng Sheng only smiled and watched as Tan Yunxiao removed the photo of the two from the bedroom and replaced it with the photo of them when they went to the amusement park last weekend. He calmly allowed Tan Yunxiao to redecorate the house, slowly but surely in an attempt to completely obliterate any traces of the original Tan Yunxiao’s life.

This was quite amusing. It was obvious that the two had the same memories and shared similar hobbies, but Tan Yunxiao stubbornly chooses to wear colors that he has no liking towards, eat foods that he didn’t like and does things he didn’t like to do before. Over time, he really did begin to like to wear different colors, and was more willing to eat foods he was originally unwilling to, as well as became less ashamed to try different positions in bed. Before, when they made love, they only had a few basic positions, but now there were too many for them to try – to the point that it’s ridiculous.

Tan Yunxiao also became more pampered as Feng Sheng indulged him gently, which changed greatly from his originally gentle and considerate temperament. Sometimes after a long night, Tan Yunxiao even stayed in bed until it was time to get up for work instead of spending time preparing breakfast.

Other times, Tan Yunxiao would whisper to the mirror when he was alone: The appearance he had right now, was it really his ‘real appearance’? When he thought about what his ‘real appearance’ might look like, he would always be reminded of the original Tan Yunxiao which would make him feel like throwing up. No, he mustn’t give his lover to someone else, even if that person is technically himself.

Sometimes, Tan Yunxiao has the smugness to think: Doesn’t Feng Sheng also like him as he is now, despite him already being different from the Yunxiao before? He was originally made by Feng Sheng and every bit of his body was made according to the other’s tastes. Even if he was different from his old lover, it was Feng Sheng’s own mind that has really been changed.

Perhaps what Feng Sheng really saw in him was his heart. Thinking of this, Tan Yunxiao couldn’t help but smile giddily at himself in the mirror. If he could’ve met Feng Sheng earlier, perhaps there was even a chance that he would choose him over his lover in the end!

Sometimes Tan Yunxiao feels sad, what does he need to do to be able to overtake a dead person in someone’s heart? Should he utilize his similar-looking face, or should he be more s/utty in bed?

Tan Yunxiao has spent many late nights awoken from his dreams. Stroking his sleeping lover’s cheek in the darkness, he recalled the events that have transpired over and over again.

After finding out about his true identity and Feng Sheng’s strong feelings towards his deceased lover, Tan Yunxiao was sad at first, thinking that he was just some substitute, before rejoicing because he was the one who got to enjoy the handsome and affectionate lover, and then feeling jealous again. The one who really owns his lover is some guy who had already died for a long time, and perhaps he was just a clown wearing the skin of his lover’s ex.

But after all the propositions have been said, Tan Yunxiao feels at ease again. Maybe Feng Sheng can’t refuse him because he had the same face as his lover, maybe this was just some fake affection being shown to him in exchange for experiencing a fabricated love. But it did not matter.

Everyone had to learn to see the good in the bad, and at least all his lover’s sweet words, caresses and kisses are now his own exclusive properties. No matter what his lover makes of this new love, he can no longer get away.

His deep affections have already weakened him, and he was deathly afraid of loss so the pair will stay together until their hair turns white, or even be joined in death.

This was enough. Tan Yunxiao was not that naïve to believe in Feng Sheng’s promise of this love they shared now. Who cares if this love is incomplete or lacking? He is already satisfied. A tear escaped from the corner of Tan Yunxiao’s eyes.

He quickly hid his face in his collar, when he reopened his eyes, he was still the same Tan Yunxiao who had loved Feng Sheng wholeheartedly. Tidying his mind, he sank himself deeper into Feng Sheng’s arms.

“Xiao Xiao…” Hearing his lover calling out his name in his dream caused Tan Yunxiao’s heart to beat warmly. Choosing to put away the jealousy and anger behind him before falling asleep peacefully.

Tomorrow will be a new day.

Under the cover of darkness, someone’s lips curled into a satisfied smile.

(end)

 


T/L notes: Eheh, there wasn’t much smut in this short story but I hope you still enjoyed it nonetheless. I enjoyed translating this quite a bit as there was just so much potential for the story. Even if it was simple, I hope it brought you some joy or gave you a bit to think about.

Life is short, and we should grasp the present moment with our own hands like Yunxiao did. There’s more I could say, but I’m sleepy so I’ll go rest now. Thank you for coming on this short journey with me (OAO)/

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Chapter 3 – Turn around, your true love is waiting

The clone of a lover who eventually became a real lover
Turn around, your true love is waiting

Feng Sheng has already left while Tan Yunxiao worked a rotational shift today. He unhooks the buttons in front of the large mirror in the bathroom, revealing his smooth chest and shoulders. Sneering at the sight, he tossed his shirt aside.

Carefully, he used a small blade to make an incision on the skin near the collarbone, which caused blood to spill from the wound profusely. He had injected himself with a stimulant earlier to keep himself from fainting, and carefully peeled off the skin, looking for bone.

“Ah, found it.” He sighed softly.

There was a code engraved on the bone, casting a soft blue glow.

“Ah.” He sighed again.

Slumping weakly to the floor, he was immediately attended to by a medical robot. His last hope had been dashed.

When evening came, Feng Sheng returned home with a handful of daffodils that he had just purchased on the street. As soon as he entered, he was greeted to the sight of his lover huddled over on the sofa and flustered.

Before he could change his clothes, Feng Sheng hurriedly stepped forward, half-kneeled on the ground as he put his arms around his lover’s shoulders and quietly soothed him, only for his lover to raise his tear-stained face at him.

“What’s the matter, dear?” Feng Sheng wiped away his lover’s tears, in distress.

“Do you love Tan Yunxiao?” His lover asked in a whisper.

“Of course.”

“Do you love me?”

“… What do you mean? What are you talking about? Honey, aren’t you Tan Yunxiao?” There was a warm smile on Feng Sheng’s face.

It was a pity that his smile quickly turned cold and was abruptly shattered, after Feng Sheng saw that Tan Yunxiao was smiling to himself and unresponsive.

His heart skipped a beat as he called the medical robot. After checking the treatment records, his heart sank.

Feng Sheng was still half-kneeling on the carpet next to the sofa. He shifted himself and sat on the ground. Taking out a cigarette from the inner pocket of his coat, he took a shaky drag of nicotine on the spot as smoke filled out the space between the two of them, covering their respective expressions.

Ah… just when did Feng Sheng learn to smoke…?

“So you already found out that you aren’t really him.” Feng Sheng spoke suddenly, his tone was still soft.

“That… I… I already know.” Tan Yunxiao sniffed again.

There was another long silence.

“So what now? Do you wish to leave me? Feng Sheng had said bitterly while smoking a cigarette, his cool demeanor long gone.

“I… I…”

“Do you blame me? I implanted his memory inside you, tricked you into thinking you were him and lied about us. Your AI level is high so you should choose your own life, instead of being held down by a coward like me who prefers to play pretend.”

Feng Sheng was interrupted by Tan Yunxiao who kissed him on the lips fiercely. The taste of smoke in the man’s mouth was off-putting but Tan Yunxiao didn’t care, in fact, he was even more excited for it, biting Feng Sheng’s lips but stopping just short of tearing flesh.

After the kiss ended, both of them were breathless.

“I still want to be your lover, even if the memory from before was implanted, we can still make fresh new ones after. I am not angry at all that you tricked me, because I already liked you from the first time I saw you. Even without his memories, I still like you.”

The two hugged each other tightly, with a new sort of spark igniting between them as they renewed their love for one another.

Coming close to losing something was bound to make anyone insane, and for Feng Sheng, who has a habit of toughing-it-out and holding everything inside wouldn’t be able to avert it, this insanity. He has been waiting alone for too long, and the long length of time could change or destroy a person.

Feng Sheng used to be arrogant. He still managed to fall asleep peacefully on the night he received the news of his lover’s death, but he never thought that it would be the last gift that the god of insomnia would bless him with. He thought he could redirect all his attention and focus on work instead, but found that everywhere he looked, everyone sported the look of his dead lover. What was he to do? How should he do it? He’s even prayed to god countless times that someone who shared their past memories as lovers would appear before him.

However, the prayers could never come true, so he decided to become his own god, through the process of countless re-rendering of his personality and failure of his specialized organ parts, Feng Sheng would be disappointed and slowly destroyed over and over again.

He picked up smoking along the way, using this destructive pastime to try and restore his racing mind to some semblance of peace from before that he knew was fake. When the scent of smoke began to cling to his fingers, Feng Sheng had the revelation that he had already gone insane, whether he wanted to resurrect his lover or whether he was successful in his endeavors, he would soon lose it.

It is said that a thousand tries will be met with a few thousandths of chances. When he procured the present Tan Yunxiao from his culture solution, he was nothing short of ecstatic. Wiping that face he had seen umpteen times before with his sleeves, he couldn’t even bring himself to feel nauseous, only anticipation.

He knew that the god of technology had bestowed upon him this gift, for he must cherish it well this time.

It was unbeknownst to them who made the first move, or who’s lips touched the other but the two rolled on top of each other while tearing at the other’s clothes, eager for each other’s touch.

When Feng Sheng became one with Tan Yunxiao’s body, his brain had already been unable to think as he obsessively pressed Tan Yunxiao under him, ignoring the other’s writhing. He did it harshly as he bit down on his shoulder, unwilling to let go.

“fvck, my head hit the headboard of the bed, have you gone mad?”

Feng Sheng was only slightly relieved when he heard Tan Yunxiao reprimanding him, kissing his lover’s collarbone as compensation as he turned his petite partner over so that he was now sitting on top of him.

“What are you doing?” His lover sounded impatient.

“Move yourself.” Feng Sheng had said meekly.

With their lips and lower halves connected, Tan Yunxiao didn’t even have the chance to move twice before he was broken under Feng Sheng’s ministrations and could only lie pliantly on Feng Sheng’s chest and allow the other to move inside him from time to time, with broken moans escaping his lips which only fueled Feng Sheng’s lust.

Unlike previously, this time had been more intense. Chalking it up to the new position, or shift in mood between the both of them, they were both exhausted by the end of it.

The two laid in bed side-by-side, staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily like fishes out of water.

“Ah.” Feng Sheng had broken the silence first. “This isn’t a bad idea dear, to change one’s taste.”

“En, I guess that makes sense.” Tan Yunxiao replied as he turned around, only to see Feng Sheng’s quiet expression.

He smiled silently as his eyes sparkled.

 


T/L notes: I had to do a double-take when I saw our precious Yunxiao swearing. And wow, it really did say 他妈的 ^^;
I guess it isn’t all that bad since he’s beginning to learn how to be human (?) or that he’s changing to become his own person? Well, maybe not… I just have a terrible habit of often overanalyzing simple stuff, so don’t mind me!

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Chapter 31

  The car drove in the direction of Lu Jinlang’s house.

  Wen Jianing got off Lu Jinlang and sat next to him. Lu Jinlang completely pulled off his tie and reached out to unbutton a few buttons on his shirt.

  “I heard that Zheng Xin went to Lei Xing?” Lu Jinlang asked.

  Wen Jianing did not answer him, but asked, “You really don’t know? Don’t you know why Huang Gang left Lei Xing? He left followed by Wu Dongqin and He Chaoshu who also packed up and left, just the day after Wen Lin’s accident.”

  Lu Jinlang chuckled, “Why are you asking me? Do you think it has something to do with me?”

  Wen Jianing really thought that Lu Jinlang had something to do with it, but he also felt that it didn’t make sense logically. 

  Lu Jinlang asked him, “Do you think that in order to help you, I found a way to get Lei Xing to fire Wu Dongqin and He Chaoshu?”

  Yes. This was what Wen Jianing thought didn’t make sense. He hadn’t been wishful enough to think that Lu Jinlang would do that for him.

  Lu Jinlang smiled and said, “Actually, my second brother invested in Lei Xing.”

  This time, Wen Jianing was really stunned.

  Lu Jinlang then said, “He took the money to test the water in the entertainment industry. The majority of Lei Xing’s shares are in his hands, and a small part is in my hands. But he doesn’t intend to take care of them personally, and I’m unwilling to let the outside world know about my relationship with Lei Xing for the time being. The dismissal of Huang Gang as a response to Wen Lin’s affair was the trigger and it was not just to help you, but it’s also because I don’t want to watch Lei Xing develop in this way.”

       When Wen Jianing heard Lu Jinlang say this, he immediately understood why Lu Jinlang was willing to be a judge of a music talent show like the Voice of the Soul. Because the talent show was organized together by Lei Xing and Starlight. He was not thinking about Starlight’s status, but he came for Lei Xing.

  Lu Jinlang saw him froze, reached out and touched his lips with his thumb, and said, “Bai Shengzhe is the person I found. He is capable and was friends with my second brother. I believe he will not let those messy people spoil Lei Xing like what Huang Gang did. I hope you or Wen Lin can give Lei Xing a little more confidence.”

  Wen Jianing was really surprised. He could only prevent himself from showing it on his face, but he didn’t know what to say for a while. It’s not that he didn’t know how to face the truth behind Lei Xing’s behind-the-scenes boss, but he just hadn’t tried to deal with a special relationship like this.

  Lu Jinlang obviously didn’t feel that they needed to change the status quo. He gently put his finger on Wen Jianing’s lips.

  Wen Jianing hesitated, licked his finger with the tip of his tongue, then grabbed his hand and moved it away from his lips. He then said to Lu Jinlang, “Big Boss Lu has said so, of course I will trust Lei Xing unconditionally.”

  Lu Jinlang just smiled. He said, “Stop calling me Big Boss Lu. Have you considered changing the way you called me?”

       “For example?” Wen Jianing asked.

  Lu Jinlang thought for a while and said, “Call me Lang ge.”

  Wen Jianing suddenly couldn’t help laughing, because he remembered that originally Lu Jinlang was two years younger than him, but now that they got along, he felt that Lu Jinlang’s character was more mature than him.

  But in the end, Wen Jianing leaned close to Lu Jinlang’s ear and called out “Lang ge”. As soon as the two words came out of his mouth, he immediately had an inexplicable sense of shame that didn’t fade away for a long time.

       It was already past 10 p.m. when they arrived at Lu Jinlang’s house.

       Lu Jinlang and Wen Jianing were still energetic. They made sure to follow the steps of eating, watching movies and going to bed to complete the night. He opened the refrigerator and found that there was little food inside. After filming outside for so long, there was only some frozen food left in the fridge that could be preserved for a long time.

  “Yunan!” Lu Jinlang shouted loudly.

  Lu Yunan had gone upstairs to put things. When Lu Jinlang shouted, he hurried downstairs.

  Lu Jinlang said to him, “Go buy some groceries, I want to make a pizza.”

  Wen Jianing had taken a cup to drink water, but almost spit out, “What pizza are you making so late? It will be dawn when you are ready.”

       “It won’t take that long,” Lu Jinlang said.

  Lu Yunan solemnly took out his mobile phone to write down, “What kind of groceries to buy?”

  “There’s no need to buy.” Wen Jianing felt that there was no need to make Lu Yunan run so hard. He opened the refrigerator and looked through it, found a bag of unopened quick-frozen dumplings, and said to Lu Jinlang, “Let’s just eat this.”

  Lu Jinlang asked him, “Are you sure?”

  Wen Jianing said, “I’m sure. Let Yunan rest, and don’t trouble him.”

  Lu Jinlang then said to Lu Yunan, “You can go upstairs and rest. No need to go today.”

  Lu Yunan nodded and bow to Wen Jianing before going upstairs.

  Lu Jinlang took the frozen dumplings into the kitchen, Wen Jianing walked in with him, and heard him ask: “Do you feel bad for Yunan?”

  Wen Jianing replied, “If Yunan was my assistant, I would not be willing to trouble him so much.”

  Lu Jinlang put water in the pot, put it on the stove to light the fire, and said, “I heard that your assistant is a beautiful woman.”

  Wen Jianing leaned against the door, “Do you hear it from Yunan?”

  “Wen Tinghuan, Zheng Xin’s proud disciple. It seemed that Zheng Xin values ​​you very much.”

  “It’s not because of Big Boss Lu’s instructions?”

  “The management of Lei Xing has been given to Bai Shengzhe. Zheng Xin was invited by him and it has nothing to do with me. He doesn’t know my relationship with Lei Xing. Among the entire Lei Xing, except for Bai Shengzhe, only you know about it.”

       Wen Jianing said, “That’s really terrifying.”

  Lu Jinlang waved to him, “Come here.”

  Wen Jianing walked over, and Lu Jinlang asked him to stand in front of him, hugged his waist from behind, and then looked at the water slowly boiling in the pot and asked him, “Which flavour do you want to eat?”

  Wen Jianing lowered his head, feeling Lu Jinlang’s jaw resting on his shoulder, and said, “Isn’t it made from pork and cabbage? What other flavour can it be?”

  Lu Jinlang shook his head, released him and took out two empty bowls. He added soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, sugar, and garlic oil to the bowl. Then he added a spoonful of chilli oil, and then asked Wen Jianing, “Do you want vinegar?”

  Wen Jianing nodded, so Lu Jinlang poured some vinegar into it.

       At this time, the water was almost boiling, and he asked Wen Jianing to cook the dumplings.

       Then he said to Wen Jianing, “Although there’s no choice in the dumpling’s taste, the choice of the seasoning is in your own hands. Who says dumplings can only be dipped in vinegar?”

  When the dumplings were cooked, Lu Jinlang and Wen Jianing held a bowl and sat on the sofa in the living room, while eating dumplings and watching a movie.

  The movie was randomly chosen by Lu Jinlang, an award-winning romance film from a few years ago.

       Although he felt that the atmosphere was not right, Wen Jianing watched it very carefully. He had never had a chance to watch this movie.

       After he finished eating, Lu Jinlang stood up and took the bowl in his hand and took it to the kitchen to wash it. He then came out to accompany him to watch the movie, and asked, “After dinner and a movie, can we go to bed?”

  Wen Jianing reached out and took his hand.

  On the big bed in Lu Jinlang’s room, Wen Jianing felt Lu Jinlang kissing his body tenderly.

       He had slept in this house more than once. But this was the first time he lay on Lu Jinlang’s bed. and Wen Jianing’s body was pressed against the smooth silk sheets, and he felt a comfortable shiver.

  He had to admit that he was more and more able to enjoy happiness in this behaviour, which seemed to be a kind of compensation. He didn’t have some things, but he had learned to enjoy some other things. Lu Jinlang’s body temperature made him feel attached. He also liked to reach out and hold the other person close, and felt his weight on his body. The feeling of being claimed and claiming the other person at the same time.

  He won’t have children, won’t have women, so he can enjoy it without hesitation. He doesn’t have to worry, and can just be happy.

  After daybreak, Wen Jianing woke up in Lu Jinlang’s arms.

  He was still a little dazed. He raised his head and nibbled at Lu Jinlang’s chin, where a slight stubble appeared.

  Lu Jinlang woke up because of his bite, held him tighter, and asked vaguely, “Are you leaving today?”

       “I will be flying to the Film and Television base at 10:30,” Wen Jianing said.

  Lu Jinlang let out an “um”, and after a while, he said, “Let Yunan send you off.”

  Wen Jianing refused, “Don’t trouble him. I don’t need to bring luggage, and I would just take a taxi to the airport.”

  Lu Jinlang didn’t press him further.

  Wen Jianing sat up and planned to go to the bathroom.

  Lu Jinlang lay on his side in bed, looked at him with open eyes and asked, “Are you shooting a TV series?”

       Wen Jianing nodded.

  Lu Jinlang said, “I saw your makeup photo on the Internet, it looks very nice.”

  Wen Jianing turned to look at him and smiled.

  Lu Jinlang propped up his head with his hand and said, “How about you borrow the clothes from your photoshoot and wear them next time?”

       Although Wen Jianing mentioned this first, Lu Jinlang saying such nonsensical words with a gentle tone makes Wen Jianing still a little bit dumbfounded. But he was in no position to accuse the other party, and could only say one sentence with a smile, “Okay, Big Boss Lu might as well rent the Film and Television base and borrow the emperor’s bed.”

        After hearing this, Lu Jinlang thought about it seriously and said, “Yes, go ahead and make the plan for me.”

  Wen Jianing stopped talking to him and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

  After he got dressed, he lay on the side of the bed and kissed Lu Jinlang’s lips, and said, “Go sleep a little longer, I’ll go now.”

  After he came out of Lu Jinlang’s house, Wen Jianing found it inconvenient to take a taxi around here. He suddenly regretted that he should’ve let Lu Yunan send him to a place convenient for taxis.

       Later, when he arrived at the airport, the time was a bit tight. Wen Tinghuan made a few calls to urge him along the way.

  After he arrived, Wen Tinghuan glared at him a few times without saying anything. After getting on the plane and taking a seat, Wen Tinghuan asked Wen Lin next to him to change his seat, and sat down beside him and whispered, “Xinhang, tell me honestly what your relationship with Lu Jinlang is.”

  Wen Jianing thought for a while, but before he had time to speak, he heard Wen Tinghuan say, “Don’t lie to me, I don’t care what your relationship is, but it is related to how I should deal with your work in the future. Is it clear?”

  Of course, Wen Jianing understood it. He never thought of hiding it from Wen Tinghuan, but to make him personally describe his relationship with Lu Jinlang. He found it hard to say it for a while.

  Wen Tinghuan also seemed to realize that this question was inappropriate, so she changed her words and asked, “Are you with him…?”

  Wen Jianing nodded.

       Wen Tinghuan asked again, “Are you guys serious?”

       After a short hesitation, Wen Jianing shook his head.

       Wen Tinghuan breathed a long sigh of relief and said in a low voice, “That’s good. Don’t be silly, ok? There are some things about Lu Jinlang, that even the people in the circle don’t know. If you think it’s helpful to your career, and that’s why you’re willing to spend time with him, I won’t intervene. However you must always grasp the degree, you understand?”

  Wen Jianing frowned unconsciously and said to Wen Tinghuan, “I understand. Thank you, Ting jie.”


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