Chapter 69
Meng Huaizhi looked at the time, “I’m going to post the official announcement on Weibo.”
Shen Wu: “Oh.”
Does he have to tell me about this? Or is he hinting that I should post it with him?
Shen Wu played dumb, continued to look at Weibo, and murmured to himself as if he were pretending, “Let me see if your fans are cursing me.”
With a face like that, Meng Huaizhi couldn’t possibly not have any extreme girlfriend fans, but Shen Wu casually scrolled through, and the popular comments were as peaceful as a prosperous country, as if they had been completely taken over by the “Wuye Shuhuai” CP fan army.
[Ahhhhhh, Mom, I’ve got the real deal this time!!!]
[Wuye Shuhuai has come true! I’m so excited!! A warrior just directly becomes a real couple!!!]
[So admirable. This is the first time in my life I’ve seen a top-tier star confess in public, and the object is of the same sex. Meng Huaizhi, he really loves him so much.]
[Much better than some obscure celebrities who mess around and don’t dare to admit it. I really didn’t stan the wrong person, wuwuwu. So sweet, so sweet.]
[I just like this kind of open and honest. A handsome guy with a handsome guy is really a feast for the eyes!]
[They’re so well-matched. They both look like they can do it very well.]
[I’ve already imagined them going on a date, going back to take a shower, and then doing it big time.]
[No need to imagine, it’s definitely hahaha.]
Shen Wu: “…”
Just the high-like popular screen, Shen Wu couldn’t finish reading it in a short time. The upper right corner of the phone screen showed 5:18, and it was already five in the evening.
He had slept through breakfast, and the promised lunch had also been canceled because Meng Huaizhi had changed his clothes for him. Shen Wu had only eaten some snacks. The moment his attention was diverted from the trending topic, his stomach immediately started to growl.
“It’s posted,” Meng Huaizhi said. “Alright, go and change your clothes. We’ll go for dinner right away.”
He then immediately stood up and got out of bed.
Then he had been lying there motionless just now, looking as if he were waiting for a specific time… Shen Wu looked at his back suspiciously, then turned his gaze back to his phone.
He saw another new high-like comment, because this netizen had been lucky enough to get a reply from the entertainment reporter who had broken the news.
[The three Weibo posts were all posted at 13:14. Does the paparazzi also have such a little thought?]
@Entertainment Q Shuai replied to the comment: Of course, it’s someone’s request (shh)(shh).
Shen Wu paid attention to the time and then went to see Meng Huaizhi’s official announcement on Weibo.
He first checked the time of publication, and it was indeed 5:20.
…How can a high-and-mighty flower male lead be so tacky?
@Meng Huaizhi: Hello, my little W. Happy birthday @Driver Shen Wu.
He had also attached a picture, which he had just taken while lying on the bed. It was the “M” tattoo on the inside of his wrist. But according to his shooting angle, the tattoo was upside down and had become a “W.”
Shen Wu casually refreshed, and a screen full of comments appeared.
[By the way, didn’t Huai-ge have the tattoo before he debuted?]
[Huai-ge said at the concert last night that he was grateful for our love for him for seven years, but someone had loved him for longer… It is known that they are childhood sweethearts, so they were in love with each other when they were in their teens, right?]
[Ahhhh, they’re both so devoted. I’m really shipping them to death.]
There were also some netizens whose minds were full of yellow waste, and they were more concerned about the white bedsheets in the background.
[Maye, look at how wrinkled the bedsheets are…]
[Please continue tonight. You must shake the bed apart for me to see.]
[Is it that exciting? Isn’t it a bit much? (secretly crawls under the bed)]
[Huai-ge, you… how can you post everything? You really don’t treat us as outsiders, huh?]
[Could it be that Huai-ge also browses the Wuye Shuhuai Super Topic and saw the author complaining that he’s not good enough, hahaha?]
[Very good. Now we all know you’re good!!]
The more Shen Wu looked, the more he felt that something was not right.
Although the CP name of “Wuye Shuhuai” had “Wu” in front and “Huai” in the back, this was the four-character word with the best combination of their names’ pronunciation. Many older party members also found it catchy after reading it for a while, so it was settled like this.
Regardless of whether that novel was real or fake, Meng Huaizhi was 100% the male lead of this world. Don’t look at how happy the younger party was. In fact, the older party was the silent majority.
Otherwise, the joke “Meng Huaizhi, are you not good enough?” would not appear so often.
As for whether Shen Wu was good enough, it didn’t seem very important to them.
“…Forget it,” Shen Wu was too lazy to argue with these CP fans and generously tolerated their verbal abuse.
Looking at Meng Huaizhi’s official announcement again, Shen Wu couldn’t help but frown and mumble, “Don’t say ‘little’.”
Meng Huaizhi readily agreed, “Okay.”
Meng Huaizhi edited his Weibo again.
For a top-tier artist like him, every small move was watched by the fans. But Meng Huaizhi always went to the trouble of editing his Weibo.
As if he was afraid that his small actions would not attract attention.
@Meng Huaizhi: Hello, my W. Happy birthday @Driver Shen Wu.
Shen Wu went to repost the Weibo at the first moment, with a few heart emojis, and was very satisfied.
When it came to the comment section, of course, Meng Huaizhi’s side was more lively.
[Alright, alright, we know little W is right next to you.]
[Hahahaha, why did you edit your Weibo? This must be Wuwu’s request. You’re not allowed to say you’re little, right?]
It was probably the same group of people. After they had had their fun on Meng Huaizhi’s Weibo, they also took over Shen Wu’s repost.
[Little Wu, little Wu, little Wu, gege’s little Wu~~]
[Little Wu, little Wu, say something.]
[Can’t call you little Wu? I’m going to call you, I’m going to call you, little Wu, little Wu, little Wu.]
Shen Wu: “…”
He really couldn’t stand this generation of netizens at all.
Shen Wu changed back into the high-end suit Meng Huaizhi had given him, and Meng Huaizhi also wore the same style.
It was rare for them to be so formal. It felt like they could have a wedding on the spot.
But the top priority was to fill their stomachs and continue to celebrate their birthday.
Meng Huaizhi had booked a high-end Western restaurant in advance.
The two of them attended in formal attire and went to the private room under the guidance of the waiter.
After the official announcement tonight, they no longer had to worry about being followed by paparazzi, and it was difficult for paparazzi to get into such a high-end restaurant. Most of the people who came and went from this kind of place were artists and celebrities from the upper class.
The popular artists sat facing each other by the window, laughing and talking during the meal, and did not attract too much attention.
On the contrary, Shen Wu, who was also a public figure, his gaze inadvertently swept over and was stuck on the two familiar figures.
Shen Wu ducked in a panic and pulled on Meng Huaizhi’s sleeve.
Meng Huaizhi casually glanced over and was also taken aback for a moment.
The man and woman sitting on either side of the small round table were the old acquaintances, Lin Yanran and Liang Shu.
Liang Shu’s real personality was not much different from his public persona, a stern but reliable tough guy.
Tonight, sitting under the warm lights of the Western restaurant, his tough face was very soft. And Lin Yanran opposite him had changed into a beautiful and exquisite little formal dress, and her long hair was also permed into exquisite big waves.
Shen Wu and Lin Yanran had worked together on the film set for several months, and it was the first time he had seen her dressed up like this.
An unusual dress, a private date for two—Shen Wu keenly smelled a familiar sour smell and quickly pulled Meng Huaizhi a few steps away.
He only spoke after they were out of their line of sight, “Sister Yanran and Liang-ge, could it be…”
Meng Huaizhi nodded, having the same thought as him.
They had had a CP Super Topic since the first time they were on a variety show. In comparison, Lin Yanran and Liang Shu were much more low-key. The two of them were artists of the opposite sex, and their interaction in the variety show was measured. There were some CP fans, but not as unrestrained as the Wuye Shuhuai CP fans, who even went to the front of the main characters.
So much so that Shen Wu, who had recorded several episodes with them, had not discovered that there was something between the two of them.
“They shouldn’t be together yet, just at the stage of having a good impression of each other. If they were together, they would have told us,” the experienced Shen Wu analyzed with a sense of authority. “Don’t let them find out that we’re also here, lest they reduce their contact to avoid suspicion.”
“Mm,” Meng Huaizhi nodded. “Let’s go to the private room first.”
The porch and walls of this Western restaurant were very well-designed. For example, the wall of the private room facing the corridor was a semi-transparent wire glass wall. The lights inside and outside flowed like water waves, and the figures were graceful.
Occasionally, a tall and straight waiter would walk by quickly outside the glass wall, while the two people inside the glass wall were oblivious to everyone else and were focused on enjoying the delicious food on the table.
After they had filled their stomachs, Meng Huaizhi asked, “Do you want to drink some wine?”
Shen Wu asked cautiously, “…Can I?”
He was more restrained in drinking than in smoking and had no addiction to alcohol, but he would occasionally crave it. Because Meng Huaizhi did not smoke or drink, except for the accident at the banquet last time, he had never let Meng Huaizhi see him drunk.
Although… there was nothing embarrassing about him being drunk, but he still felt his face heat up when he thought back on it.
But now, eating steak without wine, he always felt that something was missing, and it was tasteless.
“You can,” Meng Huaizhi didn’t mind at all and asked again, “What do you want to drink?”
“Red wine, with a lower alcohol content,” Shen Wu didn’t want to get himself drunk again. “Are you drinking?”
“I don’t need to,” Meng Huaizhi said.
While Shen Wu was savoring the dark red aged wine in his glass, he was looking at the person opposite him, whose features were clean and who was eating slowly and methodically with a straight back.
He looked for a long while, put down the remaining half a glass of wine, thought for a moment, and asked again, “Are you sure you don’t want to try a little? Just a little. I’ll get you an empty glass?”
Meng Huaizhi no longer refused and smiled slightly, “Okay.”
Shen Wu stood up and got a new wine glass from the cabinet, saying, “Just a little. It won’t hurt your throat… of.”
Shen Wu turned around, and just as he had placed the glass in front of Meng Huaizhi and looked up, he suddenly saw a slender and beautiful side profile outside the glass wall.
The woman’s long, curly hair was over her shoulders, and her face was exquisite. It was Lin Yanran again.
She might just be passing by, or she might have gotten lost, which was why her footsteps were hesitant and she was looking around… However, Shen Wu had no time to think about the reason and instinctively squatted down, hiding himself by Meng Huaizhi’s leg.
Fearing that Meng Huaizhi would be discovered if he looked over curiously, he quickly tugged on Meng Huaizhi’s pant leg.
Meng Huaizhi immediately turned his head, his back to the glass wall, and looked down at him.
Shen Wu mouthed, “Sister Yanran.”
Perhaps because his waist was uncomfortable from being twisted, Meng Huaizhi pulled his leg out from under the tablecloth, turned nearly ninety degrees, and changed to facing Shen Wu, tilting his head and propping his chin on one hand, pretending to be in a daze.
Shen Wu moved back to let him turn, and then moved back again, hiding himself securely between his legs.
Shen Wu let out a sigh of relief. When he looked up, he met Meng Huaizhi’s dark and unclear eyes. In an instant, his heart swung like a pendulum.
He was squatting on the ground, while Meng Huaizhi was sitting on a chair, looking down at him from above, imprisoning him between his two legs.
Shen Wu: “…”
He quickly lowered his head to avoid eye contact, and the place his gaze was facing became Meng Huaizhi’s waist and abdomen, and…
The slim-fitting suit wrapped tightly around every inch of his body. Especially with the top light on, the three-dimensional features were deeper and more distinct, and the subtle undulations of his body were also clearly visible.
Shen Wu’s Adam’s apple rolled twice for no reason.
The charming scene from last night until this afternoon replayed in his mind over and over.
The strange posture and the meticulous dress at this moment did not belong to any of those pictures, but they were even more suggestive.
Meng Huaizhi must have had the same thought as him.
He heard the breathing above his head grow heavier. Meng Huaizhi was looking down at him, at his drooping lashes that covered his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and his moist lips that had been touched by red wine… But it didn’t show on his face. His thoughts were much more turbulent than his.
Finally, he couldn’t help but reach out a hand and slowly traced from his jaw to his chin.
Shen Wu dared not move. After a long while, he asked in a trembling voice, “Sister Yanran… has she left?”
Meng Huaizhi did not answer, but meaningfully fiddled with his jaw.
Shen Wu inexplicably couldn’t get away, and his voice trembled, “Ge, gege, I’m not full yet…”
Meng Huaizhi’s fingers stiffened, and he was silent.
Shen Wu belatedly reacted, his cheeks flushed, and he corrected his ambiguous words, “I’m talking about… the meat.”
Meng Huaizhi was still silent.
Shen Wu also fell silent.
Shen Wu tried to remedy the situation, regardless of whether he was making it worse, “I’m talking about the steak…”
In the end, it was Meng Huaizhi who had to try his best to endure it, helped him up, and said in a hoarse voice, “Mm, let’s eat first.”
The two of them continued to eat absent-mindedly, eating quickly in silence. After a little over half an hour, they were ready to leave.
When they went out of the restaurant and found the car parked by the road, Meng Huaizhi fumbled in his pocket and found it empty. He could only stand outside the car door and say to Shen Wu, “I think I left the car keys in the restaurant.”
Shen Wu thought for a moment, “I remember seeing them on the table. Then I’ll go and get them… huh… mm?!”
He turned around with a smile on his face, and then turned back in a hurry, his smile completely replaced by panic.
Meng Huaizhi looked back and saw that the transparent automatic door behind them was still the magnificent lobby of the restaurant. And at the corner further inside, two figures, one tall and one short, with superior proportions, had just turned out.
It was Lin Yanran and Liang Shu again.
They were talking, their gazes on each other, talking and laughing, and didn’t pay much attention to the situation outside the main entrance.
The two people outside the main entrance, on the other hand, had noticed them and, out of respect for their gege and jiejie’s privacy, had planned to pretend that they hadn’t seen anything tonight.
Unexpectedly, after dinner, the kind-hearted younger brother had run into an even bigger crisis. The automatic glass door had already opened, and Lin Yanran and Liang Shu only had to take two more steps forward and look up to find the two tall figures under the streetlight.
“Did you really leave the keys in the restaurant? I don’t want Sister Yanran to know that we saw them…” Shen Wu even asked in a panic, “Did you only drive one car?”
Meng Huaizhi’s gaze roamed over Shen Wu, as if he were thinking about something.
Seeing this, Shen Wu’s eyes lit up, “Could it be that you really drove two cars over?”
“No,” Meng Huaizhi shook his head. “Our clothes are all new. They must have never seen them…”
When they were recording Wonderful Adventure together, they had mostly worn casual clothes, or the costumes provided by the show’s team, not the formal high-end suits they were wearing now.
Meng Huaizhi was a singer and rarely attended formal occasions with actors. Not to mention Shen Wu, Lin Yanran and Liang Shu had never seen him in a formal suit.
Thinking of this, Meng Huaizhi suddenly grabbed Shen Wu’s arm. The moment Lin Yanran and Liang Shu turned around, he pulled him to the closed car window, quickly leaned down, and kissed him.
Shen Wu’s eyes widened in an instant. Because he was completely unprepared, his back, which was against the car window, slid down two inches.
So from Lin Yanran and Liang Shu’s perspective, it was a broad back in a suit, pressing someone against the side of the car and kissing them.
Lin Yanran, who loved to eat melon, couldn’t help but take a few more glances. One was because she felt that this back was quite familiar, and the other was because she was curious about the other person who was half-hidden. The corner of the clothes that was exposed looked like a man’s suit. Could it be that it was two men?
Well-dressed and refined, in front of a Michelin restaurant, next to a million-dollar luxury car… was it that exciting at night?
In comparison, Meng Huaizhi and Shen Wu’s official announcement in the afternoon didn’t seem so exciting. After all, they had already seen their relationship with their own eyes and were not very surprised when they saw the trending topic.
Lin Yanran was so engrossed in watching that she didn’t even reply to Liang Shu’s words.
“Yanran, don’t look,” Liang Shu called out to her in a low voice. “Let’s go.”
“Ahem, alright, let’s go,” Lin Yanran sensed her rudeness, quickly turned her head back, and silently sent her blessings to that bold gay couple in her heart.
