Chapter 35 Part 1: Ambiguity
Two days later, Yu Weixi was able to get out of bed, so he returned to the production team.
Yu Weixi had been briefed by his team and manager about his fans flaming the production team and Luo Yucheng recently. He decided to just go back for two days to watch the students’ performances, give his final advice, and then withdraw from the show.
While standing in solidarity with his own fans against the production team to seek justice for himself, he also had to be responsible for the students.
But…
Yu Weixi sat in the back seat of the car, rubbing his chin.
Ever since the truth about the quilt recording was exposed, followed by the heavy blow of the sasaeng incident, public opinion was now suspecting that it was Luo Yucheng who had tripped Chen Taochuan.
Just a few days ago, Feng Yan had directly intercepted all of Luo Yucheng’s resources, Yu Weixi thought. Could it be…
Yu Weixi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Hehe, it’s best if it wasn’t Luo Yucheng who harmed him. Otherwise, he and Luo Yucheng are not done.
Yu Weixi had always been clear about black and white. He would definitely repay those who were good to him, and as for those who harmed him… not only would he repay them in kind, but he would also repay them a hundredfold.
The driver was considerate of Yu Weixi’s waist. Although the mountain road was stable, he still drove very slowly. By the time they arrived at the filming location, it was already evening. The moment Yu Weixi got out of the car, he saw Chu Qing waiting on the side.
“Xixi!! You’re back!” Chu Qing quickly walked to Yu Weixi’s side and supported him.
Chu Qing carefully looked at the road ahead for Yu Weixi. “Yan-ge went to class and hasn’t come back yet, but it seems it will be over in an hour. According to the schedule, tomorrow afternoon, Xixi will critique the students, and then we’ll have dinner together in the evening! We’ll have a barbecue to celebrate your safe return, and it’s also a farewell party!”
Firstly, because of the conflict and accident, it was not good for the production team and the fans for Yu Weixi to continue to stay. Secondly, even if Yu Weixi wanted to stay, he couldn’t. He still had to recuperate for a few months and couldn’t dance for the time being.
Along the way, the students Yu Weixi met all greeted him warmly. The overwhelming concern made Yu Weixi a little uncomfortable.
After Chu Qing sent Yu Weixi back to the tent, Yu Weixi shooed him away.
“Is it really okay?”
“I’m not that fragile!” Yu Weixi bared his teeth. “I just can’t do any strenuous exercise. I’m not paralyzed!”
“Can I really go…?” Chu Qing looked at Yu Weixi pitifully.
Chu Qing had class later. Yu Weixi didn’t want to delay his time and rolled his eyes. “If you don’t leave, I’ll kick you…”
“Hey, Xixi, don’t move! The doctor said you can’t make any big movements… I’m leaving!”
After Yu Weixi was the only one left in the tent, he slowly sat down and carefully bent down to lie down by the tent’s curtain.
Then Yu Weixi took out a small notebook and a pen.
Since he couldn’t dance for the time being, Yu Weixi decided to focus on his new album.
The new album needed new songs. Yu Weixi could take this opportunity to prepare the lyrics and music.
At this moment, Yu Weixi was scribbling on his little notebook, recording some ideas and lyrics.
…
When Feng Yan returned to the tent, what he saw was Yu Weixi lying by the door, his eyes closed, asleep.
Feng Yan smiled, took off his shoes, and sat down next to Yu Weixi.
Yu Weixi’s soft black hair was spread out, his eyelashes fluttering slightly. He lay by the curtain, and the moonlight from outside the tent thus shone on his features, which looked particularly gentle in his sleep.
Feng Yan stretched out his index finger and gently touched the corner of Yu Weixi’s eye.
The eyelashes brushed against Feng Yan’s fingertip. Feng Yan paused, his finger moving down, brushing past the tip of his nose, his lips…
Yu Weixi’s lips were very soft. Perhaps because of his recent illness, they were a little chapped, but it didn’t affect their beauty.
Yu Weixi is really good-looking… Feng Yan thought.
Tsk tsk, no wonder he was voted the number one beauty.
How could one possibly hold back when acting in a romance drama with such a person?
Feng Yan muttered.
Then Feng Yan noticed the small notebook that had slipped from Yu Weixi’s hand.
Feng Yan curiously picked it up to look, wondering what it was.
Then Feng Yan was taken aback.
Mmm… it seems I’ve seen something I shouldn’t have.
Feng Yan recognized at a glance that it was Yu Weixi’s new song on the notebook. Logically, these should be considered commercial secrets and should not be revealed in advance.
But Feng Yan still couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
In any case, he won’t say it out, and he’s not involved in this.
A few lines of words were written on the folded page of the notebook.
…
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
When I think of you, there will be a star in the sky
When you look up, you can see a river of stars
The sky has no boundaries, you can see my stars wherever you go
Watching
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, the sky is full of little stars
Every star is a heart
…
A few scribbled stars were also drawn below.
Feng Yan stared at these few stars, a little surprised in his heart.
Yu Weixi was not sound asleep. He sensed another person’s presence and immediately opened his eyes.
“Xixi.” Feng Yan smiled at Yu Weixi.
Yu Weixi’s eyes widened, and he said coldly, “What are you doing?”
“Nothing. I just think you’re very good-looking.”
“…”
Yu Weixi had just woken up, and his mind was still a little dazed.
What?
What what??
Yu Weixi bared his teeth and said with a disgusted expression, “Feng Yan, I think your menopause has gotten worse recently. Other people’s tempers just get strange during menopause, but your brain is directly broken.”
Feng Yan raised an eyebrow.
Yu Weixi continued, “If you’re sick, take your medicine. Don’t go crazy on me. Disgusting.”
Feng Yan looked down at Yu Weixi and used the affectionate gaze and mushy tone he usually used when acting, “Then will you give me the medicine?”
“…” Yu Weixi got goosebumps all over. The corner of his mouth twitched. “No medicine, but I have a fist. I’ll punch you awake.”
“Alright, come on.” Feng Yan lowered his head even more and patted his own cheek.
Yu Weixi couldn’t take it anymore. He propped himself up and said “yikes,” “You’re trying to disgust me to death.”
Yu Weixi glanced at the small notebook in Feng Yan’s hand and his eyes widened. “You…!”
Yu Weixi subconsciously pounced forward to snatch it back.
“Xixi…! Don’t move!”
Yu Weixi knelt on the ground, his body lunging forward. This excited movement indeed pulled at his waist again. His whole body went limp, and he fell into Feng Yan’s arms.
Seeing that Yu Weixi’s upper body had lost control, Feng Yan naturally and subconsciously opened his arms to catch him.
It was as if he had thrown himself into his arms.
Yu Weixi’s face was a little red. He endured the pain in his waist and tried to break free from Feng Yan’s embrace.
“Be good, Xixi, don’t make a fuss.” Feng Yan gently wrapped his arm around Yu Weixi’s waist. “Be quiet.”
Yu Weixi frowned slightly and looked down at Feng Yan.
Feng Yan hugged Yu Weixi and slowly lay down together. During this time, Feng Yan’s hand had been supporting Yu Weixi, not making him feel uncomfortable at all.
An old man, when he’s gentle, is really… quite fatal, Yu Weixi thought.
“It’s not a big deal if I take a look. I promise I won’t say it out. I’ll definitely keep the commercial secret.”
Feng Yan let Yu Weixi rest his head on his arm. The two of them lay face to face. Feng Yan put his hand to his forehead and swore with a smile, “I’m not the kind of bad pillow partner in a TV drama who steals commercial secrets.”
The image that appeared in Yu Weixi’s mind was of those heavily made-up beauties who went to seduce big bosses.
“You don’t look like one. There’s no such ugly spy and honey trap.” Yu Weixi couldn’t help but laugh.
“That’s right.”
The night grew deeper. The starlight and moonlight cast a gentle glow, covering the two of them who were intimately close.
Yu Weixi rested his head on Feng Yan’s arm. What he saw was Feng Yan’s chest.
Feng Yan was casually wearing a deep V-neck gray plaid shirt. The buttons were not fully buttoned. Yu Weixi could see that firm chest, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
…
Wait.
Yu Weixi’s face flushed red.
“Wh, what pillow partner! Don’t misuse words!”
Even Yu Weixi’s ears were red. He lowered his eyes and raised his voice, “Let go of me…!”
“Aren’t you cold?”
“I’m not cold. I still have to write lyrics. Go away…”
Feng Yan let go of Yu Weixi with a smile and saw that Yu Weixi had taken the notebook and really continued to write.
It was unknown if he was trying to relieve the overly ambiguous atmosphere or if he was really inspired.
Feng Yan rested his cheek on his hand, his elbow propped on the spread-out sleeping bag, and watched as Yu Weixi wrote line after line.
—If you want to pick a star, then you have to go to the sky first
Feng Yan paused, gently took Yu Weixi’s pen, and continued the line.
—After your longing has turned into a river of stars
Turn your head and see, see the moon and the sun have both fallen in love with the river of stars, illuminating every star
Yu Weixi stared at Feng Yan blankly.
“Nosy.” Yu Weixi pouted.
Feng Yan looked at Yu Weixi. “I just think the stars are too pitiful.”
Feng Yan’s gaze was like a gentle mountain, like the sea, and also like a blazing bonfire.
The night was too gentle, and the surroundings were too quiet. Only the sound of their breathing could be heard in the tent.
Yu Weixi had never thought that he and Feng Yan could be so ambiguous.
As if there was something, but there wasn’t.
Yu Weixi couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up in frustration and fiercely threw the notebook at Feng Yan’s head.
Thwack!
Super fierce!
Super cold and ruthless!
Feng Yan: ????
Feng Yan clutched his head and looked at Yu Weixi with wide eyes full of confusion and grievance.
What, what’s wrong with him?
Huh?
“Shut up.” Yu Weixi pointed at Feng Yan. “Go to sleep!”
“Oh…”
Then, Feng Yan lay by the curtain, scrolling through his phone, while Yu Weixi scribbled on his notebook.
The two of them lay on their own, quietly doing their own things, not disturbing each other.
