TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 60
by VolareFifty-eighth chapter Reunited Shura Field
Shao Fan parked the car in front of the villa and turned to look at Zhuo Huaimo in the passenger seat,
“Don’t you plan to invite me in for a sit?”
Zhuo Huaimo unbuckled his seat belt and pushed open the car door with a smile,
“Please!”
Zhuo Huaimo bought this villa when he came to M country to study, and later, after staying in the country, he handed it over to his agent to manage.
He knew very well in his heart that his time with Shao Fan had passed, and he didn’t want the other party to have any unrealistic fantasies.
So, he found someone to redecorate the villa, and moved out after living at Shao Fan’s house for a while.
Shao Fan’s fingers tapped lightly on the door frame,
“Nice decoration, very much in your style!”
He looked at the minimalist living room, his eyes sweeping over the abstract painting on the wall – the twisted red lines looked like tangled thoughts.
Zhuo Huaimo pushed the suitcase into the corner,
“It can’t compare to your mansion in Beverly Hills.”
He turned to open the liquor cabinet, “What to drink?”
“I’ll drink whatever you choose.”
Shao Fan leaned against the bar, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined forearms.
“1982 Macallan, your favorite.”
Shao Fan suddenly grabbed his wrist, “You remember?”
His thumb brushed over the wrist bone, with a careful probe.
“The investor’s New Year gift, it would be a waste not to drink it.”
Zhuo Huaimo smiled and withdrew his hand, pushing the wine glass over,
“Want to try it?”
The two sat on the sofa, Zhuo Huaimo excitedly chatting about the interesting things during the trip.
Shao Fan’s eyes remained on his face, as fascinated as ever.
“Do you know?”
Shao Fan suddenly interrupted him, “The way you smile is exactly the same as before.”
Zhuo Huaimo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said,
“Really? Then it seems I’m maintaining myself well. A happy mood seems to be the best skincare product!”
Shao Fan leaned closer, his voice low,
“It’s not just good maintenance, it’s…heart-stirring.”
Zhuo Huaimo leaned back imperceptibly, his tone still relaxed,
“I believe that, after all, I’ve always been very confident in my looks!”
Shao Fan smiled helplessly, “By the way, I’m preparing a new script recently, a story about redemption. Are you interested?”
Zhuo Huaimo thought for a moment and smiled, “Sounds good, but I have to see the script first.”
Shao Fan nodded, “Okay, I’ll send it to you later.”
He glanced at the time and suggested,
“Let’s have a meal together? No one has eaten with me during your trip, I’m almost lonely to death.”
Zhuo Huaimo rubbed his temples, “I’m too tired today, some other time.”
But Shao Fan insisted, “Then we’ll eat at home, don’t worry, you don’t have to lift a finger.”
The casserole simmered and bubbled, Shao Fan didn’t even care that his shirt was stained with soy sauce.
Zhuo Huaimo leaned against the door frame watching him chop green onions, his knife skills were still learned on the set back then –
At that time, Shao Fan practiced hard for three months to play a chef, and didn’t even complain when he cut his hand.
“Don’t look at me like that,”
Shao Fan said without turning his head, “You’ll think you’ve fallen in love with me.”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled, “I’m just afraid this Australian Wagyu beef will be ruined by you.”
In the hazy steam, Shao Fan’s back suddenly overlapped with a memory.
Zhuo Huaimo remembered last year’s birthday, Qi Yanwang was always so busy in the kitchen.
In order to make him eat more, he always made a table full of food, and then guarded him with bright eyes, with an expression begging for praise.
Why, thinking of him again, I haven’t thought of him for a long time!
Zhuo Huaimo lowered his head and smiled helplessly, it must be because of that figure at the airport.
He turned to open the refrigerator, the cold air hitting his face like a slap.
The glass door reflected Shao Fan’s expectant eyes, and also reflected the stiff arc of his own mouth.
After dinner, only a floor lamp was turned on in the living room, the dim light stretched the shadows of the two people very long.
Red wine swirled in the glass, reflecting Zhuo Huaimo’s slightly tipsy cheeks.
Shao Fan sat beside him, close enough to smell the faint cedar scent on his body.
“Do you remember our first collaboration?”
Shao Fan’s voice was low, with a hint of nostalgia, “You played my first love, and that kiss scene in the rain was filmed seven times.”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled, “You were so nervous at the time that you even said the wrong lines.”
Shao Fan’s eyes fell on his lips, “I won’t now.”
He slowly approached, his breath brushing Zhuo Huaimo’s ear, “Over the years, I’ve been thinking, if at that time…”
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol that made his thoughts blurred.
Or maybe there was a voice in his heart that kept shouting: Prove that you’ve let go, prove that you no longer care about that person.
At this moment, Zhuo Huaimo did not dodge.
Shao Fan noticed his tacit approval, his eyes lit up instantly, his heart beating faster.
This moment, he had finally waited for it!
His fingers gently stroked Zhuo Huaimo’s cheek, his voice as soft as a sigh,
“Mo…”
“Ding Ling Ling–”
When the doorbell rang, Shao Fan’s lips were only an inch away from Zhuo Huaimo.
The mellow aroma of red wine flowed between the two, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
“Ignore it!”
Shao Fan murmured in a low voice, his fingers stroking the back of Zhuo Huaimo’s neck.
But the doorbell rang stubbornly, like some kind of warning that could not be ignored.
Zhuo Huaimo gently pushed him away,
“I’ll go see.”
He stepped barefoot across the cold marble floor, his heart beating inexplicably faster.
The sensor light outside the door projected a slender figure onto the frosted glass, the outline so familiar that his fingertips trembled.
The moment the door opened, the night wind wrapped in the scent of cedar rushed towards him.
Qi Yanwang stood at the door, the corner of his black trench coat lifted by the wind, revealing the perfectly tailored suit inside.
His eyes were as deep as ink, his jawline tight, as if suppressing some emotion. His hair was still stained with night dew.
“Long time no see!”
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and unrecognizable.
Zhuo Huaimo stood there stunned, his fingertips unconsciously gripping the door frame.
He smelled the familiar scent on Qi Yanwang, which instantly opened the pores all over his body, directly stimulating his nerves.
“How did you…”
Before he could finish speaking, Shao Fan’s voice came from behind him,
“Mo, who is it?”
Qi Yanwang’s eyes crossed Zhuo Huaimo’s shoulder and collided with Shao Fan’s gaze in the air.
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
His eyes became gloomy and fierce, like a cheetah in the night, wanting to tear the other party apart.
“This is…”
Shao Fan looked at Zhuo Huaimo, and Qi Yanwang also stared at him intently.
Zhuo Huaimo’s mind went blank, and he only felt that the palms of his hands holding the doorknob were sweating.
Qi Yanwang’s jawline suddenly tightened, undoubtedly glancing inside, at the ambiguous lighting and the unfinished red wine on the table.
He never thought that their reunion would be warm or romantic, nor did he expect Zhuo Huaimo to accept him immediately, but he never expected such a scene.
He had seen this face next to him countless times in the photos sent by the private investigator, making him jealous.
When he first sent a private investigator to investigate this man, and learned that they had been together, he was insanely jealous. He even thought of ignoring everything and flying directly to M country to lock Zhuo Huaimo up.
But later, the private investigator said that Zhuo Huaimo had moved out of his house, and it was also the key moment for Xingyue Media’s IPO. He repeatedly told himself to be patient, be patient, what he wanted was a lifetime, this man’s lifetime!
Today, this face actually appeared in front of him in such a situation, the blue veins under Qi Yanwang’s black leather gloves were clearly visible.
Qi Yanwang took a deep breath and politely extended his hand,
“Director Shao, hello!”
Saying that, he took a step forward, completely standing in the obvious light indoors.
Only then did Shao Fan see clearly that the handsome and extraordinary man in front of him was actually Qi Yanwang, the real person in charge of Xingyue Media who had often appeared on TV recently.
Although he had never heard Zhuo Huaimo mention Qi Yanwang, he could guess seven or eight points based on the current situation.
“President Qi, hello!”
Qi Yanwang directly pulled Zhuo Huaimo behind him, “I’ve been busy with Xingyue Media’s IPO recently, neglecting my boyfriend. Director Shao has been so kind!”
“Boyfriend?”
Shao Fan raised his eyebrows, “As far as I know, Mo is single now, and came to M country after being deceived by a scumbag!”
Multiple negotiations had indeed accumulated a lot of experience for Qi Yanwang, he didn’t get angry but smiled,
“Director Shao is an insider, instead of paying attention to the financing of your new drama, you’re concerned about these groundless rumors!”
He tightly hugged Zhuo Huaimo’s shoulders, “What’s wrong? Is the financing not going smoothly? Do you need my help? It can be regarded as… your reward for taking care of my boyfriend during this time!”
Qi Yanwang’s scheming and methods were known to Zhuo Huaimo even when they had not separated.
Now, he can accurately find his place of residence, know that Shao Fan is preparing a new drama, it is conceivable that he should have investigated them for a long time.
What’s more, he has now completed the upgrade of capital, Shao Fan is completely not his opponent.
Qi Yanwang clearly felt that the muscles under his palm, Zhuo Huaimo’s muscles were tense.
To be honest, if he turned his face against him now and wanted to drive him out, he really didn’t know what to do.
He had always been afraid of Zhuo Huaimo.
Fortunately, Zhuo Huaimo took a light breath, looked at Shao Fan,
“Peter, thank you for picking me up today, you should go back first!”
“Mo, are you sure you’re okay?”
Zhuo Huaimo squeezed out a bitter smile, “I’m okay!”
“Remember to call me if anything happens!”
After Shao Fan left, the villa fell into dead silence.
Qi Yanwang let go of his hand, his fingertips still lingering with Zhuo Huaimo’s warmth.
He turned to look at the red wine bottle on the bar, his eyes gloomy,
“1982 Macallan, such a good wine…”
Zhuo Huaimo took a step back, his waist pressed against the cold bar edge,
“How did you find this place?”
“Is it difficult?”
Qi Yanwang took off his leather gloves, “As long as I want, I will definitely find you!”
Zhuo Huaimo snorted coldly, “That’s right, I almost forgot, you have now been promoted to capital! Not the one from before…”
“Yes!”
Qi Yanwang grabbed his arms, his deep eyes seeming to suck him in,
“I have always been! As long as you are willing, I can always be the Qi Yanwang you like.”
Zhuo Huaimo’s felt like he was covered by an electric net, he would still be moved by Qi Yanwang’s gaze and sweet words!
He broke free from his hand, turned to face him,
“We’re over!”
“Over?”
Qi Yanwang walked around to face him, “We will never be over!”
He stepped forward and hugged Zhuo Huaimo in his arms,
“Gu Chen Zhou, Che Ye, those who have hurt you, they are living a life worse than death every day,
And I…”
He paused, his voice choked up,
“I have also lived like a half-human, half-ghost for so long, what you want, Xingyue Media has already been listed, as long as you are willing, “Early Spring” can be started at any time, I can satisfy you with everything you want!”
Zhuo Huaimo pushed him away, “I don’t need you to do these things for me…”
“But I need to!”
Qi Yanwang’s voice suddenly rose, “I need you to live, need you to be safe, need you…”
His voice suddenly choked up, “Need you to come back to my side.”
The light from the floor lamp projected the shadows of the two people on the wall, entangled into an inextricable knot.
Qi Yanwang’s forehead rested on Zhuo Huaimo’s shoulder, his breath scalding,
“I know you hate me, it’s been so long, even if I was wrong, give me a chance to make amends, let me make amends for a lifetime! I can satisfy you with whatever you want, as long as…”
Zhuo Huaimo looked at him coldly, “I want me to still be the glamorous top-tier idol, I want our photos not to be exposed, I want those disgusting and filthy pasts to be buried in the soil forever, can you do it?”
He approached him, “You can’t do it! Qi Yanwang, what happened has happened!”
“Pa–”
He smashed a wine glass on the ground, “Look at this wine glass, do you think it can be glued back?”
Zhuo Huaimo was right, everything that has happened can never be the same as before, but that is definitely not his reason to give up.
Qi Yanwang wiped the tears from his face and suddenly laughed,
“How come I didn’t think of it, if retention and repentance were useful, how could you have left me in the first place?”
“What do you mean?” Zhuo Huaimo looked at him warily.
Qi Yanwang’s eyes suddenly became gloomy, he held his face and gently kissed his forehead,
“Be good, rest well, this time, I have plenty of patience!”