Borrowing a Kiss: Chapter 29 chat
This night, Song Wei didn't leave, and stayed at Liang Muqiu's house.
The only downside is that Liang Muqiu only has basic moisturizing skin care products, not to mention facial masks, not even a bottle of essence. Just wondering if he is gay.
Song Wei stared at his bare washbasin, and looked at Liang Muqiu's blushing face full of wonder, thinking that genes are so magical?
Liang Muqiu had already climbed into bed, Song Wei came out of the bathroom, did not go to the guest room, but sat on Liang Muqiu's bed, pointed to his swollen eyes, "How can I see people tomorrow? , I didn't know and thought I was dumped."
Liang Muqiu is happy.
He didn't cry much, but his eyes were wet, and his eyes were as bright and clear as usual.
He reached out and touched Song Wei's eyelids, still a little hot, "You said you, it's not your ex returning to China, what about you? I'll go to the refrigerator and get you something iced, you Cold compress for half an hour."
After he finished speaking, he went to the kitchen, and when he came back, he took two stainless steel ice cubes, wrapped them in paper towels, and handed them to Song Wei.
Song Wei was lying next to him and applying ice.
They often slept together like this when they were in high school. At that time, Song Wei and Liang Muqiu were very close to each other.
It is rare to have such an opportunity as an adult.
Song Wei thought so too.
He was bored with cold compresses on his eyelids and couldn't look at his phone.
He picked up a stainless steel ice cube and opened his eyes to look at Liang Muqiu.
Liang Muqiu was wearing pajamas, dark red, soft white face, handsome facial features, even if she was working with a notebook, she was as good-looking as a magazine cover model.
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I never thought about it, but in the end it was cheaper for Cen Nan.
He was really sad.
Liang Muqiu's script was well improved, but Song Wei's gaze was horrified, she turned her head to look at him, "What are you looking at?"
Song Wei shook his head, but did not say, "Nothing."
He lay on the bed for a while, he remembered something again, and bit his lip hesitantly.
After a moment, he thought about it, and poked Liang Muqiu.
"Actually, there's something I didn't tell you."
Liang Muqiu still looked at the computer without raising his head, "What's the matter?"
Song Wei pouted, "Don't be angry with me, that is, about three or four years ago, Cen Nan seemed to come back to you once."
Liang Muqiu's hand typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped.
He turned his head to look at Song Wei, "How did you know?"
Song Wei took the ice cube off his face, his eyelids were not so swollen, his eyes were those harmless drooping eyes, but at the moment he felt a little guilty, "I didn't mean to To hide it from you, at that time you just took on a project and went out of town with your mentor. You didn't move at that time, and you still lived in the Yulan apartment next to our school, do you remember?"
Liang Muqiu certainly remembers.
He stayed in the school for graduate school, although he broke up with Cen Nan, he never moved out of the apartment he rented with Cen Nan, like an abandoned pet, still guarding The old lair, hoping that the man who abandoned him would return.
It was not until he graduated from graduate school and got a job that he bought this house.
"Where did you see him then?" he asked.
"It's downstairs from the Magnolia apartment."
That day, Song Wei happened to sing ktv with his colleague. It was early morning when he came back. He happened to pass by near their university. His colleague suddenly wanted to buy a drink, so he parked the car in the Yulan apartment roadside.
He was playing with his mobile phone in the car and didn't pay attention to the surroundings, but his colleague got in the car and told him excitedly that he saw a handsome guy outside the convenience store just now.
He looked curiously in the direction of his colleague's finger, he was indeed a handsome guy, and an acquaintance that made him grit his teeth.
Yes, it's Cen Nan.
Until now, Song Wei still remembers the scene of that day.
" He was standing downstairs in the apartment and kept looking upstairs. I think he was looking at the floor where you lived, but when you were on a business trip, it was dark inside. Cen Nan was very thin at the time, very thin, the temperature was still a little cold at that time, he wore very little and kept coughing."
It's a little distressing to look at.
At least the female colleague next to him was sighing, and she had already made up the soulful scene of arguing with her girlfriend and begging for reconciliation late at night.
And he was furious at that time, thinking that he was so affectionate, this is the number one scumbag.
Song Wei thought of this, and secretly looked at Liang Muqiu's expression.
He has been holding back about this for several years, and he almost forgot about it, that is, he only remembered it when he saw Cen Nan today.
Liang Muqiu had no special reaction, and asked again, "Then what did you tell Cen Nan?"
Song Wei shook her head like a rattle.
"No, my colleague was still in my car, I took her home, and then I turned around and went to the Magnolia Apartment, in fact, I wanted to scold him, but wait until I go there At the time, Cen Nan was no longer downstairs."
Song Wei looked at Liang Muqiu eagerly, "I didn't have a good impression of him at that time. I thought he was still thinking about you because of Ruan Zhuxian. So when you came back from a business trip, I didn't say anything. I'm sorry."
He would have known that Liang Muqiu was still messing with Cen Nan, he might as well have confessed earlier.
Liang Muqiu was amused by him.
"What do you have to be sorry for? He didn't find me." He stroked Song Wei's hair. He didn't find it himself."
Song Weiyi thought so too, her guilt lessened a little.
He didn't have enough eyes anymore, so he took off the ice cube completely, and he dug into the quilt, "I can't understand you and Cen Nan going around, but this For seven or eight years, you don't seem to be able to let go of each other."
He yawned, "Anyway, I can't stop you from being with him, I have nothing to do, I wish you two a hundred years of harmony. If he dares to let you down again, I will take a knife cut him."
After he finished speaking, his eyelids could no longer hold, he fell asleep after a while, and snored.
Liang Muqiu also took it, the quality of sleep is really good.
He helped Song Wei pull the quilt and started reading the script again.
But he was writing, but he couldn't help but stop typing on the keyboard, looked at the rows of words on the document, and was slightly lost.
Song Wei didn't know.
It's not just that Cen Nan once stayed downstairs in his apartment.
He has also been to Chen Nan's apartment in the United States, like a lonely ghost, guarding under that window.
But just like Cen Nan didn't wait for him, he didn't wait for Cen Nan either.
The next day, Song Wei had to get up early to go to work, so he was busy and woke Liang Muqiu.
He watched Song Wei frantically cook breakfast and drink milk, and once again felt that fortunately he didn't have to clock in for work.
He bit the fried egg sleepily, and said to Song Wei, "Are you free recently?"
Song Wei is still racing against time to put a sandwich in his mouth, his voice is muffled, "Yes, why?"
Song Wei almost choked.
But he looked into Liang Muqiu's pretending innocent eyes and compromised, "Okay."
After breakfast, Song Wei hurried to work.
Liang Muqiu sent him out in pajamas.
When Song Wei just left, just a few seconds later, the door on the opposite side opened.
Cen Nan walked out of the door in a suit and leather shoes, a smoky gray shirt, a meticulous tie, and a pair of low-grade glasses on his face.
Liang Muqiu could only think of these words.
Cen Nan has bad intentions, living in the opposite door is convenient, you can meet him at work.
He whistled at Cen Nan like a hooligan, "Good morning, handsome guy."
Cen Nan also walked over quickly, "Morning."
He bowed his head and kissed Liang Muqiu on the mouth.
After letting go, he wiped the corner of Liang Muqiu's lips and whispered, "You have eaten ketchup."
Liang Muqiu bared her teeth, "I also ate fried eggs and milk, what, don't you like it? If you have the ability, don't kiss it."
"No, I'd love to," Cen Nan pouted again on his lips, "but I'm going to be late."
He unwillingly let go of the hand holding Liang Muqiu's waist and walked to the elevator.
Because he knew that Liang Muqiu didn't want to leave him.
No matter what Song Wei communicated with Liang Muqiu last night, and how he persuaded Liang Muqiu to give up.
His Qiuqiu did not want him.
I'm still coding, I'm thinking about two more updates, but the next chapter shouldn't come out tonight...