Where are you now? I'm coming to find you.
Cheng Du didn't ask what had happened, only his current location. Chen Mu hadn't planned to tell him, but upon hearing his cold tone, he could only glance around and stammer, "I don't know where I am."
Fortunately, he still knew to give out obvious landmarks, and then he heard Cheng Du mutter a curse under his breath on the other end of the phone.
"You stay right here and don't go anywhere! Do you hear me!"
Chen Mu pursed his lips and remained silent.
After saying that, Cheng Du hung up the phone. Hearing the busy tone on the other end, Chen Mu didn't put the phone back. Instead, he kept it to his ear, curled up against the glass wall, and remained in that position for a long time without moving.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt his eyelids getting heavier and his body getting colder. It was pouring rain outside, and the phone booth he was in felt like an isolated island in the ocean.
Chen Mu curled up into a small ball, longing for some warmth and a sense of security.
It seems that Du Cheng was just saying it casually, just like countless times before, and only he foolishly took it seriously.
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard a "bang" and turned around to see Cheng Du standing at the pavilion entrance, soaking wet.
"Open the door."
He saw Chen Mu staring blankly, then spoke, his tone extremely low and cold.
After regaining his senses, Chen Mu reached out and opened the door. The moment he opened it, he felt a gust of wind rush into his sleeves, bringing a bone-chilling cold.
The wind and rain lashed his face, but he seemed completely oblivious to the pain, staring wide-eyed at the person standing before him.
"Come here," Cheng Du said coldly, staring at him.
He was soaked to the bone by the heavy rain, looking as if he had rushed out of his house without even having time to grab an umbrella. His usual calm demeanor was nowhere to be seen, and his breathing was erratic.
Chen Mu stood there, staring straight at him, feeling as if the world consisted of nothing but the wind and rain, and only the two of them remained.
Cheng Du finally sighed softly, walked over to him, and reached out to touch the corner of his dark eye.
"Got hit again?"
Touching the wound, Chen Mu shrank his neck, then, realizing it was to this extent, slowly relaxed.
"... Um."
"Why didn't you dodge?" Cheng Du roughly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It will hurt more," Chen Mu murmured softly.
Cheng Du paused for a moment, then lowered his hand as if giving up, and said, "Never mind."
Chen Mu misunderstood and thought that he had given up on her and wanted to leave. She quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, her eyes filled with fear and unease at the prospect of being abandoned.
"Don't go."
Cheng Du didn't hear what he said clearly. He frowned slightly and was about to ask when he saw Chen Mu grab his sleeve with his other hand.
The force was so great that the fingers turned slightly bluish-white, and the veins on the arm bulged.
Even if I have to leave.
"Please, take me with you."
Cheng Du heard him clearly this time. He tilted his head slightly, squinted, and carefully examined the person in front of him from head to toe.
Do you know what this means?
Chen Mu didn't speak, but simply gripped his sleeve even tighter.
Cheng Du stared at him for a long time before slowly grinning and revealing a smile.
Just like the sunny smile he put on in front of others, Chen Mu missed the fleeting darkness in his eyes.
Cheng Du touched his cheek, speaking softly, like a devil whispering something seductive.
"So, whose property are you from now on?"
Chen Mu said, "... Yours."
"Come here." Cheng Du smiled with satisfaction and then extended his hand to him.
Chen Mu was slightly taken aback, then resolutely grasped his hand, even if it meant being shattered to pieces.
Because he knew he had no way out.
"Cut! One take!"
Director Chu stood up and led the applause for Xu Chun and Xie Jianyuan's performance.
Xie Jianyuan slowly removed his hand from Xu Chun's face and then smiled at him.
"Brother Chun is in good shape today."
Xu Chun didn't speak, but stared at him without blinking.
He thought he understood.
He could clearly sense that the person in front of him was Xie Jianyuan, not Cheng Du from the play.
Xie Jianyuan is gentler and more considerate than Cheng Du. He takes every word he says to heart. Cheng Du is Cheng Du, Xie Jianyuan. He would never confuse the two.
But if it's not that I'm getting into character, why does my heart still instinctively tighten whenever I meet his eyes?
Xu Chun lowered her eyes slightly.
Only then did he have to face the fact he had been trying to deny: he might really have fallen for Xie Jianyuan.
Chapter 60 New Tricks
The word "like" is still somewhat distant for Xu Chun.
So distant that mentioning the word now only evokes a sense of unfamiliarity; he has forgotten what it feels like to like someone.
Xu Chun's parents always subtly urged him to find someone he liked and start a relationship. They didn't insist that Xu Chun find someone outside or inside the entertainment industry, because in their opinion, with Xu Chun's unhurried and slow pace, it would be good enough if he could find someone at all.
Xu Chun helplessly tugged at her hair. She might have found him, but what could she do if he wouldn't bend over?
Thinking of this, his mood plummeted again. He secretly berated himself. Xie Jianyuan was so young, with a bright future ahead of him. How could he possibly drag him down with him?
Moreover, as the saying goes, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow." Xie Jianyuan lived with him, and Xie Jianyuan regarded him as a senior who trusted him wholeheartedly. Yet, he himself had such filthy thoughts about someone else.