SM Chapter 63

Chapter 63 I Won’t Let You See

Chapter 63 I Won’t Let You See

The air conditioner was blowing warm air, but Ye Lai’s body was still cold, not from the cold, but from nervousness, so his body was tense.

Sheng Mingqian used such direct and blunt words to describe his body for the first time.

Infatuation.

Such words were not unfamiliar to Ye Lai. During the years he was married to Sheng Mingqian, he was addicted to his sexual encounters with Sheng Mingqian, and he knew that it was called infatuation.

Sheng Mingqian’s body had a kind of magic. When he was with him, Ye Lai always felt that the temperature on Sheng Mingqian’s body had a fixed direction. Every time he got close to him, a little bit of the temperature that invaded his body could suppress the pain factors in his body.

It was a body that would make him addicted.

But Ye Lai would never put the word “infatuation” on himself, as if he was immune to it.

Every time he looked in the mirror, his body in the mirror was always gray, like covered with a layer of fog, and Ye Lai didn’t even want to look at it.

Before, when he was shooting an advertisement, the brand asked him to take a semi-nude photo shoot, but he refused.

Now it’s the opposite, Sheng Mingqian said he was infatuated with his body, said his body was very beautiful.

It took Ye Lai a while to slowly digest these “beautiful” labels put on him. The soles of his feet, held by Sheng Mingqian, were heating up, and the time in the room became warm, expanding and then slowing down. Every second of rotation was stretched and magnified by the heat.

Sheng Mingqian kept warming Ye Lai’s feet before letting go, and put the bathrobe back on Ye Lai, while buttoning the bathrobe belt for him, he asked, “Is the hotel uncomfortable? Do you want to go back with me?”

Ye Lai felt the trajectory of the heat from Sheng Mingqian’s body pouring into his body, but still shook his head. He used to be infatuated, but now he was more confused.

“No, I’ll stay at the hotel,” he said.

“Okay, don’t go if you don’t want to. If you want to stay at the hotel, I’ll stay here with you.”

“I can do it myself.”

“I’m afraid you’ll still be in pain.”

“It shouldn’t… I’m fine now. I can feel it, and I can feel it when I’m not doing well.”

“But, Fu Xiang was following you before.” Sheng Mingqian pulled out a chair and sat opposite Ye Lai.

These words were what Li Xun told Sheng Mingqian in the hospital room this morning. Li Xun only said this sentence, and didn’t say anything else, as a reminder to him.

Ye Lai knew that Sheng Mingqian would know about this sooner or later. The tips of his toes dangling by the bed brushed against the furry carpet, and his body, which had just warmed up, turned cold again.

He sorted it out in his heart, and suddenly said, “Mingqian, I’m sorry.”

Sheng Mingqian was puzzled, and raised his hand to touch Ye Lai’s earlobe: “Why are you suddenly saying sorry?”

Ye Lai lowered his head, looking at the snowflake-shaped carpet at his feet, and said, “That winter, it snowed heavily, and you had a car accident because Fu Xiang found the newspaper I hid. He looked for you for a while. The person on the road was Fu Xiang. That car accident was the trouble I brought you.”

Sheng Mingqian remembered that winter, when it snowed more than in previous years. He had just attended an event that night and was driving past a remote country road when a big yellow dog suddenly rushed out from the side of the road, and there was a man chasing it. In order to avoid the yellow dog and the man, he had to turn the steering wheel sharply.

But the snowy road was too slippery. He stepped on the brakes, but it didn’t work. In the end, he crashed into a stone pillar by the road.

It turned out that person was Fu Xiang.

Later, his eyes were temporarily blind, and during the months he was hospitalized, the child on the sixth floor suddenly appeared and disappeared for a while.

Ye Lai came back again on New Year’s Eve, ate dumplings with him, said “Happy New Year” to him, and a inexplicable sorry.

At that time, he couldn’t figure out the reason for Ye Lai’s apology. It turned out it was because of this.

After a brief silence, Ye Lai continued: “I don’t know how long Fu Xiang has been following me. Although I and Sister Xun beat him half to death last night, I think that madman’s nature will not change. He won’t be too peaceful. He is very cautious. He worked as a volunteer in the orphanage for more than a year and gained the trust of everyone around him. It was precisely because of his caution that he was able to hide it from everyone later.”

Ye Lai analyzed bit by bit, enduring the urge to vomit with every sentence. The anger made his head dizzy, and his nails scratched the bed sheet, the rustling sound piercing his ears.

“After Fu Xiang was released from prison last year, I also followed him for a while, and slowly figured out his life rules and trajectory. He is not at home every Thursday…”

Sheng Mingqian grasped Ye Lai’s fingers that were Stroke hard scratching on the bed sheet, and heard a shock in his heart. The chills brought by the words Fu Xiang Smash hit him on the head, and then fell into his heart with a thud, stirring up a huge wave, and slowly sinking down.

“So, you went out every Thursday during that time to Fu Xiang’s house? You went alone? How dare you? What if something happened to you?”

Sheng Mingqian didn’t dare to think deeply. If something happened to Ye Lai during that time, what would be the consequences? It was something he couldn’t imagine, and it was a consequence he couldn’t bear.

“I’m also afraid, I’m also afraid…” Ye Lai’s voice was soft.

“Fu Xiang is a mad dog, he can do anything,” Ye Lai became agitated again, “The stinky and rotten things in his bones cannot be controlled. He may be looking for new targets…”

“But you can’t…”

Sheng Mingqian only said half of it, and Ye Lai interrupted him: “I went, precisely because I was afraid. The years Fu Xiang was in prison were the most peaceful time for me. After he came out, I was always worried, so I wanted to prevent new tragedies, and also wanted to find out if he had any other criminal evidence to see if I could send him in again. I was worried that he would come to me again, and I was also worried that he would cause you trouble. After the divorce, Fu Xiang made a phone call to me, asking about you and me. We were secretly married, but he actually knew. I suspect he had been following me long ago.”

After listening to Ye Lai’s words, Sheng Mingqian gradually straightened out the thread-like clues in his heart, and he also understood one thing. A problem that Lin Han had been nagging him about was why Ye Lai exposed the divorce.

Ye Lai only publicly said it that one time, and never mentioned it again. It was not, as others said, to increase his popularity, nor was it for hype. Sheng Mingqian’s first feeling when he saw the message was that Ye Lai wanted to publicly draw a line with him, nothing more, nothing else.

It seemed that his feeling at that time was correct, but at that time, he didn’t know the reason.

Even at that time, Ye Lai still wanted to protect him first.

Sheng Mingqian thought to himself, is that a mad dog? Then he’ll pull out his dog teeth…

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Ye Lai didn’t want to go back with Sheng Mingqian, and Sheng Mingqian didn’t leave either. Ye Lai chased him away, and he used the excuse that he was worried that Fu Xiang would come to him again, and stayed in the room.

At noon, the 26th floor restaurant sent a lunch for two, plus a bottle of red wine.

Sheng Mingqian didn’t order red wine. The waiter who delivered the food took the initiative to explain before he could ask. The red wine was specially sent by their chef. Sheng Mingqian thanked him, took the wine bottle, and put it on the corner of the table, not planning to touch it again.

But as soon as Sheng Mingqian put it down, Ye Lai had already picked up the bottle opener sent by the waiter. Without ice beer, red wine was also a good choice. After the pain, his stomach always clamored for a little alcohol to soothe him. The two sat on either side of the table, eating quietly and drinking red wine.

Sheng Mingqian had been running around promoting his film during this time, either at event venues or on planes transferring from place to place. He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time. After not sleeping all night last night, he was even more tired after drinking a little wine. After eating, he sat on the sofa and fell asleep in a few minutes.

Ye Lai had inspiration after drinking wine, and sat at the desk to continue writing. The rustling sound of the pen tip sliding on the paper intertwined with Sheng Mingqian’s steady breathing, inexplicably harmonious.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the slightly curved spine in front of the desk bore the weight of the sunlight at that moment.

Sheng Mingqian slept until the afternoon. The sun was setting, and the dim yellow light before sunset shone on the half-empty red wine bottle, and the world in front of him suddenly became a little unreal.

Sheng Mingqian subconsciously looked for Ye Lai’s figure, but no one was there. The room was empty. He stood up and shouted, “Ye Lai? Ye Lai?”

The light was on in the bathroom, and Ye Lai’s voice came from behind the door, muffled: “What are you shouting? I’m in the bathroom.”

Hearing Ye Lai’s voice, Sheng Mingqian breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped back on the sofa again. His stiff body became limp, and he rubbed his face hard with both hands to clear his head a little.

A few seconds later, Sheng Mingqian looked at the desk next to the sofa. There were many things on it, a laptop, and several books stacked together. Kafka’s “The Trial” was spread out and placed upside down on the table.

In addition to the books and computer, there were also several sheets of paper filled with fountain pen writing.

He recognized that it was Ye Lai’s handwriting.

Sheng Mingqian’s eyes lit up, thinking, what is Ye Lai writing? A new book?

He moved closer to the desk, pulled out a piece of paper from the table, and read it word by word –

I have never seen it, nor have I ever imagined it. I swear my eyes have no problems. I am mentally normal. I just had a physical examination last week. My family doctor also praised me for being self-disciplined.

Therefore, the unnatural phenomenon in front of me makes me think I might be crazy.

I was sitting by the lake relaxing, like every Sunday afternoon. The frequency of the ripples on the lake in front of me didn’t change much. Daydreaming is something I’m good at, but today’s daydreaming is obviously different.

The ripples on the lake were moving. At first, the arc was very small, but later it slowly spread out. There was something underwater. A person? No, no human body is so big. A strange fish? I want to see what kind of fish it is.

The behemoth finally emerged from the water, not a human, not a strange fish.

It was a door, and the gorgeous door frame was inlaid with sapphires still hanging with water droplets…

It looks like a fantasy story.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, Sheng Mingqian didn’t move his eyes away. He asked Ye Lai with his back to him, “Is this the new book you’re writing?”

Ye Lai saw that Sheng Mingqian was reading his manuscript, rushed over and snatched it from his hand: “Put it down, don’t look at it.”

“Is it a new story? What do you want to write? I haven’t finished reading it just now.” Sheng Mingqian’s hand was empty, his palm was propped on the corner of the table, and he tilted his head to peek at Ye Lai’s manuscript.

Ye Lai arranged the manuscripts neatly according to the page numbers he had written, and put a book on top of the manuscripts to make sure that every word was not revealed before he felt relieved.

“I just had a little inspiration and wanted to write something. I don’t know what I’ll end up writing. It’s just a prototype.”

“Can I see it after you finish writing it? I really like those two pages just now.” Sheng Mingqian’s eyes were always on Ye Lai’s face, looking forward to his answer. He really wanted to be the first reader of Ye Lai’s new book.

“I won’t let you see it.” Ye Lai said without hesitation, decisively.

“Why?” The disappointment in Sheng Mingqian’s tone was about to fill the entire room.

Ye Lai raised his eyelids, the corners of his mouth pressed down, looking very sullen, and glanced at Sheng Mingqian: “Because I’m afraid you’ll mess with it again. After all, you’ve done this kind of thing once.”