Chapter 63
With a “gege,” Meng Huaizhi temporarily let go of Shen Wu and sat down on the recliner in the innermost part of the room.
He seemed nonchalant, but his gaze was always firmly fixed on Shen Wu.
Shen Wu finally found some time to be alone with Shen Ping.
There was someone else in the room, so it was not convenient to let Shen Ping in. Shen Wu also didn’t dare to let him see his flushed face, so he had to say through the door, “Ge, I heard everything.”
Shen Ping was overjoyed, “Xiao Wu…”
“Ge, but… you should go back and rest first. You have to catch a flight tomorrow. I’m also getting ready for bed,” Shen Wu said. “I’m very happy that you’re willing to tell me. When we have time after we get back to the country, we’ll meet again.”
Shen Ping outside the door was silent for a long time.
Shen Wu said he was not angry, but he was still unwilling to open the door for him. Shen Wu did not often lie, but actions often proved his true feelings more than words.
He didn’t dare to leave, and he was reluctant to leave, afraid that if he left this time, he would never find a chance to make up.
“Just give me five minutes, okay?” Shen Ping was almost begging, his voice trembling slightly.
Shen Wu thought for a moment and nodded, “Mm, then wait for me for a bit. I’ll change my clothes.”
Leaving this sentence, he turned into the bathroom, checked himself in the mirror, and carefully washed his face with a handful of water.
However, after washing his face, his lips looked even redder, abnormally red, charmingly red.
Shen Wu: “…”
Shen Ping waited outside the door.
He had waited many times, and his patience had never worn out after waiting again and again. This time, there was a bit more anticipation.
Shen Wu had promised him that he would come out.
So the long wait was pleasant.
With a click, he suppressed his great anticipation and tried his best to calmly raise his head.
Shen Wu only pushed the door open a crack, barely squeezed out, and then quickly closed the door, shutting out the indoor lights.
Because Shen Ping had insisted on seeing him, and Meng Huaizhi was in the room, he had left the room card for Meng Huaizhi to get power, and would have him open the door for him later.
Meng Huaizhi was also happy to stay in his room for a while longer.
Shen Ping first suggested, “To my room?”
Shen Wu shook his head lightly, “Let’s just go to the public reception area over there.”
The two of them sat down on the sofa in the reception area.
Just now, Shen Ping had spoken until his mouth was dry outside the door. This time, Shen Wu spoke first, with some confusion, “Why are you jealous of me…”
Shen Ping’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at him silently.
“Dad never scolds you, and you’re in charge of the company…” Shen Wu paused and no longer listed the proofs of Shen Ping’s happiness one by one. He looked back seriously, word by word, “I didn’t know that you would also be unhappy.”
Shen Ping’s eyelashes trembled even more. He had to take off his silver-framed glasses and rub the bridge of his nose several times before he said hoarsely, “It’s good that you don’t blame me.”
“I don’t blame you,” Shen Wu did not hide it. “It’s because you were too good to me before. I just thought that those were fake… it was too hard to bear, and I didn’t know how to face you.”
Shen Ping quickly shook his head, “They’re not fake.”
Shen Wu pursed his lips and smiled, “Mm, I believe you.”
Shen Ping didn’t manage to book a room on the same floor as Shen Wu.
After they finished talking, Shen Wu specially saw him to the elevator, using his actions to prove that he was really not angry anymore.
But Shen Ping still looked preoccupied, and Shen Wu could almost see the stone weighing on his heart.
His hand, hanging naturally at his side, clearly did not touch the other, but for some reason, it had such a strong presence, and he didn’t know where to put it.
Fortunately, the elevator was about to arrive.
“Finally…” The feeling of longing overcame his hesitation, and Shen Ping boldly spoke, “Xiao Wu, can you give me a hug?”
Shen Wu hummed in agreement and walked towards him, but stopped half a step away in his expectant gaze.
Then, Shen Wu leaned his upper body slightly, his shoulder against his shoulder, and then lightly patted his back.
Shen Wu gave him a hug that was so restrained it was almost stingy. In his eyes, it couldn’t even be called a hug.
Shen Ping reluctantly breathed in the fleeting scent, ignoring the open elevator door, and said in a muffled voice, “So, we can’t go back to how we were before?”
“Of course, it’s still the same, but I’m almost 24. I’m not a child anymore,” Shen Wu walked a few steps, then turned back and said something that was not quite in line with his age, in a heartfelt tone, “Ge… you should have your own life too…”
This concern, however, was like a sharp arrow piercing Shen Ping’s heart.
Shen Wu turned around and then turned back, still worried, “Ge, I’m very happy that you came to watch my competition. But when you have work, you should focus on your work. Work comes first. You can come when you’re free. Call me in advance, and I’ll leave a ticket for you.”
Shen Wu vividly made a phone gesture, and finally, the corner of his lips curled up, revealing that smile Shen Ping was all too familiar with. He waved at him, “I’m going back. You should go. You should also go to bed early.”
Shen Wu did not turn back again and gradually walked away.
As if possessed, Shen Ping let the elevator door close, lifted his foot, and lightly stepped on the carpet of the corridor.
Shen Wu returned to his room without realizing it and knocked on the door.
Shen Ping, at the corner, saw him knock and immediately took a step back, only peeking out to look at this side from a distance.
He was fully concentrated, not blinking, and even noticed the corner of the white clothes before Shen Wu did.
Shen Wu took a step forward first, then looked up, was suddenly taken aback, and almost bumped straight into the arms of the person who had opened the door.
Meng Huaizhi, who had come to open the door for him, his face was still the same face, but his clothes were very different from when he had left—the V-neck was slightly open, and under the white hem were two fair legs. It was a bathrobe.
Shen Wu hurriedly entered the room and closed the door.
Meng Huaizhi was calm and composed, and stood aside to make way for him.
After the door was closed, Shen Wu calmed down and looked at Meng Huaizhi again and again. It was indeed a bathrobe…
“You took a shower? Was I out that long…”
No, why is Meng Huaizhi taking a shower in his room?
Shen Wu was full of questions.
And at the end of the corridor, outside the door, Shen Ping came out from the corner and silently stared at this closed door.
Shen Wu’s sentence, “I didn’t know that you would also be unhappy,” echoed repeatedly in his mind.
Like the softest thing in this world, it gently wrapped around his scarred heart.
But now he watched Shen Wu walk into the warm orange-toned room, take the initiative to get close to Meng Huaizhi in a bathrobe, and hurriedly close the door.
Back then, in the entire Shen family, only he had agreed to Shen Wu and Meng Huaizhi’s marriage.
Because he was jealous of Shen Wu and did not want Shen Wu to be happy.
Now that the knot in his heart was untied, Meng Huaizhi was also not as otherworldly as he had thought.
Shen Wu would be happy, and that was good.
But for some reason.
He was now more, much more unhappy than at any moment in the past.
It was a jealousy that was a hundred, a thousand times stronger, but it was not directed at the innocent Shen Wu, but at… Meng Huaizhi.
Shen Wu was startled by Meng Huaizhi.
Meng Huaizhi was a top-tier singer, and at this moment, not only were they in the same hotel room, but Meng Huaizhi had even opened the door for him in a bathrobe. Even though he knew that the hotel’s security was excellent and their itinerary and accommodation were a secret, Shen Wu couldn’t help but be terrified.
With a change of clothes, in a room with only the two of them, a strange and indescribable feeling suddenly arose.
This feeling made Shen Wu’s hands and feet slightly stiff, and his gaze had nowhere to rest. The temperature in the room also seemed to be rising inexplicably.
Just then, Meng Huaizhi, without any warning, undid the only tie of his bathrobe.
Shen Wu was even more frightened, and his heart stopped for a moment.
In his eyes was a snow-white, slipping bathrobe, and in his mind was the image of Meng Huaizhi pressing him against the door and kissing him, his lips moistened by his lips and tongue, and his dark eyes.
He was completely unprepared to take a further step with Meng Huaizhi. For this period of time, he had been deliberately ignoring all the intimate contact after those kisses.
There were some discrepancies between the novel and reality, but the fact that they had the same number should not be a detail, right…
His wandering soul suddenly fell back from the top of his head. Shen Wu blinked his eyes. He saw that under the bathrobe, his clothes were still on, and his pants were also on.
It was just that the first few buttons of his shirt were undone, and his pant legs were rolled up a lot. With the bathrobe on, it created the illusion that he was naked underneath.
Shen Wu: “…” So this bathrobe is a must-wear?
In his questioning gaze, Meng Huaizhi first explained the reason, “This way, Shen Ping won’t think that we’re in a contract marriage anymore.”
“Oh, that’s true…” Shen Wu had almost forgotten about this matter. He didn’t expect Meng Huaizhi to still remember. He thought for a moment and then said, “But my brother has already left.”
Meng Huaizhi looked at the door thoughtfully, “Mm, just in case.”
“Oh,” Shen Wu did not suspect him. “Then you should go back to your room and rest early.”
Tomorrow was a rest day, and Shen Wu also needed to go to bed early and get up early to recuperate and maintain his best condition.
There were more than a dozen races all over the world, and the tickets for the main race were expensive. Many local racing fans could only count on the local race once a year to get close to their favorite drivers at the end.
It was Shen Wu’s first time competing in an F1 race, and he was also the first Chinese driver. His fans were obviously a small number compared to those of the old and big racing teams. Most of his fans were Chinese fans who spoke the same language as him.
However, his outstanding performance in the first race had made many old racing fans remember his name.
After the main race of the third stop, outside the barrier formed by security guards and banners, Shen Wu actually ran into several local racing fans, speaking a language he couldn’t understand. The only thing he could probably make out was the non-standard “Shen,” and the fiery gaze directed at him.
Shen Wu signed autographs for the enthusiastic fans one by one.
He also met a little boy, who was only as tall as his waist and was wearing an old and peeling motorcycle helmet. He looked about the same age as when he had first started with go-karts.
This little boy had clearly snuck in from outside the venue without a ticket and had not brought anything with him, so he could only have him sign on the back of his clothes.
Shen Wu bent down. When he was signing, he was slightly taken aback, and his movements also paused.
He signed his name with a strange feeling.
Facing the dirt and holes on the little boy’s clothes, he did not show any strangeness, but only raised a bright smile and patted his head.
The little boy’s face was also a little dirty, but his eyes, looking at him, were unusually bright.
Shen Wu didn’t know if he could understand, so he patted his shoulder and then pointed to the spot where he was standing, “Wait a moment.”
The little boy frowned, probably not understanding. Seeing him turn and walk away, he anxiously stood on his tiptoes to look. And behind him, new car fans were constantly squeezing in, making his small body sway.
Shen Wu was a little worried. He turned back halfway and mouthed a big “wait.”
And when he continued to walk forward, the little boy behind him suddenly lifted the barrier and, taking advantage of his small size, squeezed in between two tall security guards and rushed towards the place where Shen Wu had left.
The security guards quickly chased after him, shouting loudly.
The little boy ran forward firmly, but he was quite scared by the fierce-looking security guards and had to turn his head to look from time to time.
Just as he turned his head, Shen Wu, who had walked far away, was attracted by the movement behind him and turned back to take two steps.
By a stroke of luck, the little boy who was not looking at the road bumped into him with his metal helmet.
The little boy’s frantic running finally stopped.
Shen Wu staggered a little, supported the little boy, and told the anxious security guards in English, “It’s fine. I have a gift for him. I’ll take him with me now.”
The security guards said a few words to the little boy in another language. The little boy was overjoyed, and his eyes between the helmet were sparkling. His thin hand tightly clutched his racing suit.
Racing was a rich man’s game.
In fact, Shen Wu had no concept of this sentence before. In his world, getting in touch with racing, learning racing, and becoming a driver were all natural things. Later, when he became a professional race car driver, his income was also enough to cover the expenses of his learning period.
But for most people, they also had the same dream, but they could only sigh at the ocean. It was not that they were not hardworking, but that it was difficult for them to even cross the threshold of pursuing their dreams.
Shen Wu took the little boy to the team’s pit stop and gave him a model of a Hua’an car and his own spare helmet.
The little boy was overjoyed and vividly told him with his actions that he would treasure it.
The two of them did not speak the same language, and Shen Wu did not say much, but just smiled and sent him off.
Whether he collected it or sold it, the delicate model and the professional racing helmet were both quite valuable.
After this little interlude, Shen Wu and Meng Huaizhi took a car back to the hotel together.
When Shen Wu put his hand on his abdomen for the third time, Meng Huaizhi, who was beside him, keenly asked, “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”
“Mm,” Shen Wu did not hide it. “I accidentally bumped my stomach when I was signing autographs for a fan just now.”
Meng Huaizhi wanted to show concern, but his heart was filled with more doubts, “…How could you bump your stomach?”
Shen Wu briefly described the matter of the little boy and finally concluded, “He was wearing a motorcycle helmet. It was quite hard. He was running too fast and happened to bump into me.”
Meng Huaizhi: “Should we go to the hospital now?”
“It’s nothing. It was just a bump. A child is light after all. No matter how fast he runs, the impact is not big,” Shen Wu said. “It hurt a little when I just got in the car, but now… I’m hungry.”
Meng Huaizhi chuckled, “Then let’s go back to the hotel and eat first.”
Shen Wu went back to his room, and Meng Huaizhi also followed. The two of them ordered room service and had some not-so-authentic Cantonese dim sum in the room.
After the meal, Shen Wu prepared to take a shower first to wash off the sweat from the racing suit.
When he had booked the hotel before, he had specially instructed Luo Jinyi not to get a room where the bedroom and the bathroom were only separated by a glass wall.
Luo Jinyi was reliable in her work, and this hotel naturally met the requirements. The bathroom had solid walls on all four sides.
“Huaizhi-ge, I’ll take a shower first,” Shen Wu confidently took his clothes to the bathroom. “You eat slowly. You can go back after you’re done.”
“Okay.”
Taking a shower in a room with Meng Huaizhi, although there were walls on all four sides, he was still a little nervous.
Shen Wu deliberately turned the water flow very low and washed very slowly. After a while, he keenly caught a small movement outside.
Meng Huaizhi had passed through the corridor and had left some footsteps outside the bathroom door, and then the sound of a door opening and closing.
He had gone back.
When Shen Wu came out of the shower, there was no one in the room. Meng Huaizhi had indeed left.
…After all, he was a high-and-mighty flower male lead.
Shen Wu shook his head, dried his hair, and changed his clothes. After a while, there was another knock on his room door.
Standing outside the door was the returned Meng Huaizhi.
Shen Wu asked, “…What’s wrong again?”
Meng Huaizhi’s answer was off-topic, “I went back and took a shower.”
Shen Wu didn’t think anything was wrong. He looked down and saw that Meng Huaizhi seemed to have changed his clothes.
Meng Huaizhi entered the room, “Sit down.”
Shen Wu even obediently followed the instructions from a visitor and sat down on the sofa, and then asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I had my assistant buy some medicine for bruises, as well as band-aids and bandages,” Meng Huaizhi showed him the bag in his hand and sat down next to him. “Take off your shirt and let me see your stomach.”
“I’m really fine. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Besides, I was just bumped through my clothes. How could it have broken the skin and bled and need a bandage?” Shen Wu found it amusing and made a joke, “If you had asked a little later, I would have fully recovered.”
Meng Huaizhi, on the other hand, was very serious, “Then let me see before you’ve fully recovered.”
Shen Wu: “…”
Shen Wu was helpless for a moment. Meng Huaizhi was making a mountain out of a molehill, but it was all out of concern for him.
He hesitated for a few seconds and was not shy. He lifted the hem of his loose sweatshirt.
Meng Huaizhi was on his side, his eyes fixed on the snow-white waist and abdomen that was being revealed inch by inch.
Like a snow-covered field, there were no bruises or wounds, and the beautiful muscles were like low hills, rising and falling slightly.
This beauty had not been polluted in any way, so it was even more eye-catching.
“See? I’m fine…” Shen Wu’s words were cut off halfway.
Meng Huaizhi’s gaze was too direct, so much so that even the usually frank Shen Wu became shy. His hand, which was holding the hem of his shirt, was neither up nor down, and was stiffly rolled up under his ribs.
Shen Wu had long since stopped feeling the pain, and there were no bruises on his waist and abdomen. Meng Huaizhi had not been able to see anything for a long time and reached out his hand tentatively.
The temperature of his hand was a few degrees lower than his abdomen, and it was from someone else. Shen Wu couldn’t help but shiver slightly.
Meng Huaizhi’s breathing became heavy.
The matter of whether he was injured or not had long been thrown to the back of their minds.
The hem of his shirt escaped from Shen Wu’s hand, fell down, and covered Meng Huaizhi’s hand.
Meng Huaizhi still did not withdraw his hand.
Shen Wu suddenly smelled the faint scent from Meng Huaizhi’s neck, which was a mixture of shampoo and shower gel.
The scent in his nose was refreshing, but his body was inexplicably hot.
He seemed to know why Meng Huaizhi had told him that he had also gone to take a shower as soon as he had entered the door…
He also felt that hand slowly moving in his sweatshirt, from his navel to his side waist, sliding up and down, like a talented artist, meticulously and patiently polishing his most satisfactory sculpture, feeling its smooth and delicate lines.
Feeling its temperature, which was much hotter than a cold sculpture.
Gradually getting used to the touch of others, Shen Wu found that he was trembling even more. As if to comfort him, Meng Huaizhi tilted his head and lightly pecked his lips.
By the time he reacted, his entire back was leaning against the soft sofa, and above him was Meng Huaizhi’s fiery gaze, which was enough to melt the ice and snow of the whole world.
