Chapter 27: Shall We Try Dating?
Feng Yan returned to his old home after a while.
It was called his old home only because it was the house he used to live in, but that didn’t mean the house was actually “old.” On the contrary, this house was very luxurious.
Feng Yan’s father was a doctor, and his mother was a lawyer. Feng Yan had grown up in a well-off family since he was a child, and the two of them were very strict with him.
“I’m back.”
When Feng Yan returned home, his father was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and his mother was busy in the kitchen.
It was a birthday celebration, but it was no different from usual. It was just everyone getting together for a meal.
“How long has it been since you’ve been back? You still know how to come back.” The middle-aged man, who was tall and thin, wearing a pair of thin-framed glasses, and still neatly dressed at home, frowned slightly.
Feng Yan rubbed his nose.
“It’s good that you’re back. My food is almost ready. Ah Yan, why don’t you watch TV with your father for a while.” Feng Yan’s mother smiled and took out the bowls and dishes.
“Mmm.”
Feng Yan sat down on the sofa and watched TV with his father. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
After a pause, Feng Yan smiled. “Is your work going well, Father?”
“Same as always.” Feng Yan’s father shook his head. “A lot of trouble. You probably know about it.”
Feng Yan nodded.
Feng Yan’s father was a surgeon and had opened a small private hospital where he also saw patients.
Not only that, but he was also the private doctor of many celebrities in the industry. The trouble he was talking about was this, after all, they were public figures.
But Feng Yan’s father’s hospital had excellent confidentiality and was very considerate of the artists’ privacy. Feng Yan’s father had never spoken to Feng Yan about his medical treatments, not even to his own wife and son.
“And you? How’s work? Your mother and I have bought tickets for your new movie. We’ll go see it with your aunts later.” Feng Yan’s father paused. “It’s called Sea King, right?”
“Yes.” Feng Yan said, “I’m currently filming a variety show. It’s being filmed in this city, so I don’t have to go far.”
“That’s good.”
The two chatted for a while, and it just so happened that an advertisement for All-Round Teen Idol was playing on TV.
The advertisements and promotions for All-Idol were mainly focused on Yu Weixi and Feng Yan. After all, Yu Weixi’s traffic was there, and Feng Yan rarely participated in variety shows, so the two of them had a lot of screen time.
It was a talent show, but looking at the advertisement, one would think it was a duo show of the two of them.
Feng Yan’s father watched for a moment and frowned. “Are you collaborating with Yu Weixi on this variety show?”
“Yes. What’s wrong…?” Feng Yan asked curiously, “Do you know Yu Weixi, Father?”
“No.”
Feng Yan nodded.
He didn’t know if his father was telling the truth. Usually, his old-fashioned father would say no no matter which celebrity he was asked about.
Feng Yan’s father glanced at the advertisement on the TV.
Of course he knew him.
Four years ago, this child had come to him for an emergency, and as a result, he was diagnosed with pregnancy.
Feng Yan’s father felt a little pity for Yu Weixi in his heart. It was not easy for a man to have a child, and the child’s other father was nowhere to be found.
At that time, Feng Yan’s father had thought that Yu Weixi was the type to fool around in the industry. He couldn’t help but scold him a few times. As a result, perhaps because Yu Weixi had just found out he was pregnant, he was at a loss and panicked. He immediately cried and said it was an accidental first time.
In short, those days were quite hard for Yu Weixi.
In any case, Feng Yan’s father thought, the child’s other father, that unknown man, must be an irresponsible scumbag.
Scumbag!
Feng Yan’s father asked curiously, “Are you on good terms with Yu Weixi? I remember you seem to have collaborated with him on a movie? It was quite popular.”
Feng Yan paused, also thinking.
It didn’t seem right to say they weren’t on good terms, but wasn’t it even stranger to say they were?
“Mmm… it’s okay.”
Feng Yan’s father continued to ask, “Then do you know if he has a boyfriend?”
I wonder if it’s that scumbag.
“…Probably not? Why do you suddenly ask, Father?”
“Just asking casually.”
The two spoke a few more words, and then Feng Yan’s mother finished cooking. The father and son immediately went to help set the table.
That night, Feng Yan stayed over at the old house.
It wasn’t that Feng Yan’s relationship with his parents was bad. In fact, the family had a good relationship. It was just that they might not be that close or lively.
Before going to bed, Feng Yan didn’t forget to check Yu Weixi’s schedule for tomorrow to see what time he was going to the academy.
Just as he was looking at the program’s announcement, Feng Yan received a WeChat message.
It was from one of his old classmate groups.
Yan Xingcai: I’m back.
He attached a link.
The group immediately became cheerful, a festive atmosphere of welcoming Yan Xingcai’s return.
Feng Yan was an actor who had graduated from a professional academy. This WeChat group was created by a group of friends who were close to Feng Yan in the same class back then. Now, time had flown by. Some of them had become famous, some were still struggling, and some had long been washed away by the tide and had left the industry.
This Yan Xingcai belonged to the luckier category. He had debuted at the same time as Feng Yan and was also quite famous. It was just that during the peak of his career, Yan Xingcai had made a bold decision—to resolutely marry his boyfriend from outside the industry, have a child, and temporarily leave the industry.
He had been gone for two years, and now he was finally announcing his return with a new TV drama. Everyone was naturally happy for him.
Feng Yan looked at it. After all, their relationship was quite good, so he sent a private message to Yan Xingcai.
Feng Yan: Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back? I could have helped you.
Feng Yan had a large network. It wouldn’t be difficult for him to get a few projects for Yan Xingcai.
Yan Xingcai: No, no, I didn’t tell you because I was worried you would help me. It’s really no trouble. I’m just a Buddhist part-timer in the entertainment industry now. I’ve gotten lazy since I had a child /laughing and crying
Yan Xingcai sent Feng Yan many pictures of his baby.
Feng Yan leaned back in his chair, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the pictures one by one, and couldn’t help but smile. The baby had grown from a small, wrinkled little ball, becoming cuter and cuter. And Yan Xingcai kept showing off his child, his tone full of pride and happiness.
Many people said that Yan Xingcai had abandoned his career for love. There were new people in the entertainment industry every day. Under the fast-food culture, the replacement of celebrities was so fast that, let alone being in seclusion for two years, if one didn’t have any works for a while, they would be forgotten.
Not everyone could be as heaven-defying as Yu Weixi, whose popularity was still at its peak even after returning from a one-year seclusion for unknown reasons. Someone like Yan Xingcai had basically given up on himself.
But in the end, only he himself knew whether his life was good or bad.
Yan Xingcai: Right, when is Yan-ge going to find a partner?
Feng Yan: …
Yan Xingcai: Yan-ge, you’re almost thirty, at the age of establishment. Everyone in the group is waiting for your wedding invitation.
Feng Yan: …
Yan Xingcai: Yan-ge rarely participated in variety shows recently, and it’s even one with Yu Weixi. Is there something going on…?
Feng Yan: You’re a father now and you’re still so gossipy.
Yan Xingcai: Of course, I’m so curious. For the past four years, you’ve been avoiding Yu Weixi, like an ex after a breakup. How can I not be curious that you suddenly went on a variety show?
Feng Yan was taken aback.
Feng Yan: I’ve been avoiding him?
Yan Xingcai: You didn’t notice it yourself?
Feng Yan: “…”
Ah.
Feng Yan lowered his eyes and stared at his phone, lost in thought.
After a moment, Feng Yan changed the subject back to the baby and didn’t talk about Yu Weixi anymore.
The next day, the filming continued. It was still casting.
The filming only started in the afternoon. In the morning, the mentors rested and did their makeup, and the contestants made their final preparations.
While Yu Weixi was touching up his makeup in a dressing room, the door was opened with a “bang.”
Feng Yan appeared at the door, his expression even more serious than last time.
Yu Weixi: ???
What the fuck does he want now??
“Little Dance King, let’s talk.”
Yu Weixi put down the toner and said, “I only learned today that men also have menopause.”
Feng Yan: “…”
Feng Yan rubbed his nose. “Let’s talk seriously.”
“What the hell do you want!” Yu Weixi was angry now.
“Why did you push Luo Yucheng out yesterday?”
“Can’t I?”
“You just don’t want to act with me that much?”
“That’s right.”
“…”
“Alright, so you understand now, right? I hate you. You can get lost now.” Yu Weixi stood up to leave.
Feng Yan was a little angry. He reached out and grabbed Yu Weixi’s hand.
“What are you doing! Let go!”
Feng Yan held on tightly, and Yu Weixi struggled desperately. The two of them got entangled in the not-so-large dressing room.
“Bang!”
In the end, Feng Yan couldn’t take it anymore. He directly pinned Yu Weixi against the wall, trapping him in the small changing room.
The square changing room was a little dim. Feng Yan’s two hands circled Yu Weixi, trapping him between the wall at his back and Feng Yan.
“You…!”
Yu Weixi looked up and saw Feng Yan’s dark eyes. The aura from his body was pressing down on him, almost making him unable to breathe.
“Feng Yan, you shameless bastard!”
Yu Weixi couldn’t push him away.
Feng Yan: “You’re the one who can’t talk to me properly.”
Yu Weixi: “What am I supposed to talk to you about? What do we have to talk about? Are we that close?!”
Feng Yan: “Am I not trying to get familiar with you?”
Yu Weixi: “Familiar with my ass! How do you want to get familiar? Through a message in a bottle or by dating? Are you sick!”
“Okay.”
…
…
Huh?
The corner of Yu Weixi’s mouth twitched.
“Dating.”
Feng Yan lowered his eyes and said seriously, “Try it with me.”
…?
Yu Weixi’s mouth was wide open. Before he could react, he heard a sound from outside.
Footsteps, voices, and laughter.
Yu Weixi suddenly remembered. Right, Lu Jiayan and the others were having a live stream now, saying that they were taking the audience on a tour of the academy!
And at this moment, they were about to open the door. Yu Weixi subconsciously looked at Feng Yan, a moment of panic in his eyes.
“Click.”
“Swoosh—!”
The door of the dressing room was opened. At the same time, Feng Yan reacted extremely quickly…
He pulled the curtain of the changing room shut.
Yu Weixi: “…”
The voices of Lu Jiayan, Tian Yawei, Chu Qing, Ji Shilin, and Luo Yucheng appeared in the dressing room.
Yu Weixi looked out through the gap and saw Lu Jiayan holding a selfie stick, turning around with his phone.
“Everyone can take a look. This is our third dressing room. It’s also the one that Mr. Yu and Mr. Chu usually use. Right, Mr. Chu?”
Chu Qing nodded.
Lu Jiayan walked to the dressing table. “Ah, there’s still toner and concealer on the table. It seems Mr. Yu was just here.”
The live stream’s bullet comments immediately started discussing the brands Yu Weixi used. The discussion was extremely heated. Any topic involving Yu Weixi in the live stream would immediately become lively.
Yu Weixi and Feng Yan were squeezed together in the changing room, their breaths mingling, their bodies pressed tightly together, not daring to move.
Yu Weixi didn’t dare to breathe. He didn’t want to be seen hugging Feng Yan in front of millions of live stream viewers.
Yu Weixi: “…”
Why did I make it look like I’m having an affair???
Feng Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Weixi, who was being held by him, a little uncomfortable, his ears slightly red. He swallowed.
It was rare for them to have such an opportunity, to be quiet and close to each other.
“Ah, someone wants to see the changing room. Mr. Chu, can you help me pull it open?”
Lu Jiayan aimed the phone’s camera at the changing room, and then… Chu Qing stepped forward and, with a “swoosh,” pulled open the curtain.
…
…
…
Chu Qing: “????”
Lu Jiayan: “…”
Feng Yan and Yu Weixi, who had suddenly appeared in everyone’s field of vision, hugging each other: “…”
The worst thing was the sudden silence in the air.
