How Did the Top-Tier Male Lead Fall in Love With Me? 56

Chapter 56

In a moment of heat, Shen Wu had actually told Meng Huaizhi all the key plots of the novel.

The romantic amusement park night tour had ended on a low note with his death.

He thought he was optimistic and positive enough. Compared to his attitude of facing his fate head-on, Meng Huaizhi actually didn’t believe in this fate at all.

On the way back, Shen Wu asked again, “What if I didn’t know all this and didn’t enter the entertainment industry? You might have fallen in love with another artist over time, right?”

“Fallen in love over time?” Meng Huaizhi repeated, then smiled without speaking.

“What are you laughing at?” Shen Wu was not in a good mood. He lowered his eyes, and his gaze inadvertently fell on his drooping left wrist.

His left wrist was completely covered by a black cuff, but Shen Wu knew that there was an “M” tattoo hidden inside.

“Huaizhi-ge, your tattoo…” After more than a month, he couldn’t help but ask this question again, and continued, “Is it an M, or a W?”

Meng Huaizhi turned his head and smiled, “I’ll tell you later.”

Lest the 23-year-old Shen Wu feel scared for his 14-year-old self and avoid him from then on.

Shen Wu snorted and turned his head away to show his lack of interest, “If you don’t want to say it, then don’t.”

In the third episode of the Miu Miu Amusement Park Treasure Race, Xiang Zixu’s long-cherished wish was finally fulfilled—to accompany Shen Wu to record Wonderful Adventure.

When Shen Wu came out of the amusement park, he saw Xiang Zixu huddled in a camp chair, engrossed in his phone, not knowing what he was so focused on.

He didn’t even notice when Shen Wu walked up behind him. When he heard the “what are you looking at,” he was so startled that he almost fell to the ground.

Xiang Zixu looked up in astonishment. Shen Wu, who was standing high above, lowered his eyes and happened to see the dense small characters on his phone screen.

“I didn’t, I wasn’t looking at anything,” Xiang Zixu hid his phone as if to cover up something. Shen Wu didn’t say anything, but he added another unnecessary explanation, “It was posted by someone in the Super Topic. I accidentally clicked on it…”

Shen Wu was silent for a moment, “Mm?”

Xiang Zixu was also silent for a few seconds, “Ge, I’m straight. I really don’t look at this kind of stuff. I clicked on it by accident.”

“What kind of stuff needs to be mirror-flipped and then the phone turned upside down to look at?”

Shen Wu’s curiosity was mostly from Xiang Zixu’s sneaky action of turning his phone upside down. Xiang Zixu was not willing to say, and his 2G internet did not have these things, but he could go to the “Wuye Shuhuai” CP Super Topic himself to find and look at it.

Sitting in the car with nothing to do, he casually scrolled through the Super Topic, passed the screams of “ahhh” and various variety show screenshots, and stopped at a long picture with a black background and black characters.

[Have a bite of my favorite teacher-student meal [long picture]]

Meng Huaizhi had said that the novel he knew should be a fan fiction. CP fans liked to ship two people who had nothing to do with each other, but the “Wuye Shuhuai” CP fans could be excluded.

He clicked on the picture, mirror-flipped it, and then turned his phone upside down to appreciate the masterpiece of their CP fans.

He usually called Meng Huaizhi “Teacher Meng” in the live broadcast, and it was the same in this fan fiction. It was clearly a form of address to avoid suspicion, but in this “teacher-student meal,” it was described so vividly, full of a sense of taboo and sexual tension.

Shen Wu: “…” Thank god the one engraved in his mind wasn’t this kind of fan fiction!

At the end of the fan fiction, the ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak. Meng Huaizhi zipped up Shen Wu’s school uniform zipper and suddenly said, “Don’t forget, I’m your teacher.”

The storm that had been brewing for thousands of words came to an abrupt end.

The chef who had made the meal added a sentence here, “I’ll be honest, I can never imagine how Huai-ge would ****. I feel like he doesn’t even have that function. I really can’t write the rest. You guys can just imagine it!”

So there were many such comments: [Meng Huaizhi, are you a man! How can you resist this??]

Similar sentences in the comment section echoed repeatedly in Shen Wu’s mind. The plot of the fan fiction was too ridiculous to form a picture in his mind, but he had a real-life substitute that he had personally experienced.

In his dream that night, Meng Huaizhi had bitten his Adam’s apple again, and then there was nothing more.

The picture froze, and a bright yellow bullet comment was typed in the center of the screen: [Meng Huaizhi! Are you not good enough?]

Shen Wu was suddenly startled awake from his dream.

Perhaps only he knew that the male lead was very good. As long as you had read a few Jinjiang novels, you would know that even if the part below the neck could not be described, the length and endurance that were emphasized, and the relaxed and idle state after waking up in the morning, were all vivid proof of the male lead’s ability.

The better the male lead was, the more he had to avoid him. They had the same number. If it really came to that step, he didn’t know what to do.

However, Meng Huaizhi seemed to be preparing for something, and it was also to let him compete with peace of mind, so he had not broken through that last layer of window paper for a long time.

Just as he was thinking of Meng Huaizhi, a message from Meng Huaizhi came.

M: [Image]

Shen Wu clicked on it to view and saw that it was a ticket for the first F1 race he would be participating in, and it was the most expensive platinum grandstand ticket in the starting area, two tickets for one stop.

M: Two tickets for each stop.

This text message was even more of a bombshell. There were a total of 16 stops in the entire season, and the popularity of each stop was different. For the hot stops, a ticket was hard to come by for a thousand gold. And Meng Huaizhi had bought the best viewing seats, two for each stop.

It would not only cost a huge sum of money, but also require a long enough time to prepare in advance.

SW: When did you buy them?

M: I bought them as soon as the schedule was announced.

Shen Wu thought to himself, that was before he had returned to the country.

M: I was thinking of preparing in advance, so I could go if I could.

SW: Why didn’t you say so earlier?

SW: (cat speechless.jpg)

SW: No matter how good the position is, you can only see me once in a lap. You might as well just watch from our team’s pit stop.

The team staff and coaches would all be in the pit stop, watching the real-time movements of their drivers through the monitor screen in the command room and communicating with them through the earpiece.

M: Okay, then what about these two tickets?

SW: Give them to my mom. It’s a good opportunity for her to go abroad and relax.

M: Two?

SW: You should give them to me first. I’ll pass them on.

Shen Wu got the tickets and thought for a long time.

Ever since the banquet, Xu Qiongya had made up her mind to get a divorce. She was not present and did not know the whole story, but she only knew that the final result of the banquet was: Shen Wu was drunk and was picked up by Meng Huaizhi, who had rushed over from the filming location.

And Shen Wu’s biological father, Shen Tianheng, he was also at the banquet, but he had done nothing.

As for what happened later, Xu Qiongya only told Shen Wu that they had gone to handle the divorce procedures, and then had to wait for a thirty-day cooling-off period.

Shen Wu guessed that it was not that easy to divorce a late-stage male chauvinist like Shen Tianheng. Xu Qiongya was afraid of making things difficult for him, so she did not go into the details of the messy things like litigation and divorce in court.

In short, Xu Qiongya was not in a very good mood recently and had long had the idea of accompanying him to compete abroad.

In the end, Shen Wu sent a message to Qi Song on WeChat. They had added each other as friends after the last episode of the show was recorded.

SW: Uncle Qi, are you free now?

Qi Song: Yes, should I give you a call?

SW: Okay.

Shen Wu told him on the phone that he wanted to give him a few tickets.

“Okay, I’m free. Thank you,” the smile in Qi Song’s voice was almost overflowing.

To make this decision, Shen Wu had thought for two full days. No matter how much he disliked Shen Tianheng, he was still his father who had been with him for more than twenty years. It was a very difficult thing for him to personally push his mother to an outsider.

Fortunately, Qi Song was tactful and would never make him feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Shen Wu, with nothing to do, lay on the railing of the racetrack stands, fiddling with the lighter in his hand.

With a click, the lid popped open, and a flame appeared. With another click, the lid closed again.

He did this repeatedly.

Xiang Zixu hesitated whether to persuade Shen Wu to stick to quitting smoking, but he saw that he was just staring at the flame in a daze and had not taken out a cigarette pack.

Xiang Zixu walked over curiously and looked at the lighter, “Where did this lighter come from?”

He had been with Shen Wu for three years and had seen most of the lighters Shen Wu used. They were both practical and cool, none of them were this low-key, simple, and vintage-looking.

“It’s not mine. It belongs to an uncle,” Shen Wu was reminded of a memory by his own words and added a compliment, “A very handsome uncle.”

Xiang Zixu showed a strange look, “…”

“What are you thinking?” Shen Wu couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “This is his relic.”

Xiang Zixu lowered his head respectfully and unconsciously lowered his voice, “Oh, oh, I see.”

In fact, Shen Tianheng’s appearance was also quite good. Xu Qiongya’s love-struck mind was most likely related to his looks, but his personality often made people ignore this.

Shen Wu, who had grown up among handsome men and beautiful women, was still amazed when he first saw Meng Cong and Meng Huaizhi.

A handsome uncle, a handsome gege.

This was his first impression of the father and son.

Shen Wu was lost in his memories and murmured to himself, “Other kids were very afraid of this uncle. He was stern and always had a straight face. I don’t know if I have a bit of a social butterfly syndrome? Anyway, my relationship with him was quite good. When I was a child, I often thought, if only he could be my dad. I’d rather have a quiet home and not be allowed to talk during meals than my dad’s broken mouth…”

Xiang Zixu listened quietly and occasionally asked, “But he… passed away?”

“Mm, he passed away many years ago.”

“Then this lighter…”

“His son gave it to me.”

At this point, Shen Wu remembered the first time he had attended a funeral, and the refined and handsome teenager in a black suit he had seen at the funeral.

At the sad and mournful funeral, only he was as quiet and solemn as a mountain ridge in winter.

“I originally thought he was emotionally detached. At his parents’ funeral, he had no reaction at all, no crying, no fussing. It was raining and thundering, but he seemed not to feel it at all…”

Xiang Zixu took over, “Wu-ge, you don’t know. When a person is in extreme grief, the body, in order to protect itself, will suppress those negative emotions. It’s only after a long time, when others have moved on, that he might suddenly break down when he’s reminded of something…”

“Mm,” Shen Wu rubbed the lighter in his hand. “I also didn’t expect that he would keep his father’s lighter for more than ten years.”

Xiang Zixu nodded, “From what I hear, I feel that he’s not a particularly cold person. He’s just not good at expressing himself. At least not to his family, and even less so to you. He actually gave you his father’s relic.”

Shen Wu smiled, “Mm.”

After a while, Xiang Zixu looked at the lighter and, unexpectedly, asked again, “Wu-ge, are you in a relationship?”

“…” Shen Wu was so shocked that he straightened his body, and the lighter almost flew out. He composed himself and then said, “I’m married. You know that, right?”

“I know,” Xiang Zixu shrugged his shoulders, unconcerned. “But your marriage is no different from being a widow.”

Shen Wu: “…”

“Wu-ge, although it’s not allowed by law and morality…” Xiang Zixu said, “but as a good buddy, I definitely support you in finding a second spring.”

“What second spring?” Shen Wu was at a loss for words. “He’s really busy with work. He was abroad for the past few years and didn’t even come home. His identity is special, so it’s not convenient for him to come and see me. The day I was discharged from the hospital, he actually came.”

“Huh? Brother-in-law? He came?” Xiang Zixu was so shocked that he spat out the words one by one. “Could it be… he’s a top-tier star?”

“Mm.”

“Could it be… his surname is Meng?” “You guessed right.”

But Xiang Zixu was not very surprised to hear this, his expression as calm as usual.

Shen Wu, on the contrary, was curious and raised his eyebrows at him.

“That’s great,” Xiang Zixu smiled. “This way, it’s allowed by law and morality, and I have nothing to be sorry to brother-in-law for being the host of the Super Topic.”

Shen Wu couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you reacting like this?”

Xiang Zixu said with reason, “I saw it at the amusement park last time. The beautiful lady who came to see you at the hospital last time, isn’t she his manager? And if there wasn’t really something between you, how could a straight man like me ship your CP?”

Xiang Zixu rubbed his chin and said with a sense of authority, “Getting married first and then falling in love, this is a popular item in Jinjiang Literature City.”

“…You also read Jinjiang novels?”

“My sister loves to read them.”

Xiang Zixu then leaned his head over and lowered his voice mysteriously, “So Wu-ge, are you… dating the dream of tens of millions of fans now?” “…Of course not,” Shen Wu turned his head away.

“You had the same expression when you lied to me about not being married before,” Xiang Zixu frowned and stared at him. “And this time, your ears are also red!”

Shen Wu: “…”