Zhou Rui awkwardly drank his milk, forcing a dry laugh: "I still think sleeping on the sofa is just fine."
Song Anqi's face remained expressionless as he coldly replied, "I think it's not that the sofa is comfortable to sleep on, but rather that people are comfortable to sleep on."
Zhou Rui choked on the milk and coughed, his face turning red. He thought it best to avoid Song Anqi next time they ate breakfast, to avoid indigestion in the morning affecting his mood for the whole day.
He Muchen patted his back, his cold eyes glaring at Song Anqi sitting opposite him: "Anqi, can you please not talk while eating?"
Song Anqi stood up and looked coldly at Zhou Rui and He Muchen: "You two take your time eating."
Just as Song Anqi was about to leave, Zhou Yuzhi's cheerful voice came in: "Little Rui Rui, I'm back. Did you miss me?"
Zhou Rui's neck, which had been red from choking, was slightly relieved by He Muchen's words, but then he was so startled by Zhou Yuzhi's voice that he choked on his saliva again. Good heavens, is this trying to kill me?
He Muchen gently patted his back. When Zhou Yuzhi walked into the living room and saw Zhou Rui coughing, she quickened her pace, walked up to Zhou Rui, and patted his back as well: "Little Rui Rui, what's wrong? Are you sick?"
"The cough is so severe."
Zhou Rui rolled his eyes at Zhou Yuzhi standing next to him, completely unaware that two pairs of cold eyes were staring at him. He Muchen said coldly, "Zhou Yuzhi, why are you back? Aren't you filming today?"
Zhou Yuzhi yawned and stretched: "We've been filming all night, so we're taking a day off today."
"I was thinking of coming back to spend time with my little Rui Rui."
Zhou Rui looked at him speechlessly. When did I become his little Rui Rui again? Zhou Yuzhi, if you can't speak properly, just shut up. Don't you know that talking can kill people?
"When did he become part of your family?" He Muchen and Song Anqi asked Zhou Yuzhi in unison.
Zhou Yuzhi put his arm around Zhou Rui's shoulder without any hesitation; "I declare that from today onwards, little Rui Rui belongs to my family. Besides, we both have the surname Zhou, and we were family eight hundred years ago."
Zhou Rui dodged his arm with a look of disgust: "We were one family eight hundred years ago, but that doesn't mean we'll still be one family eight hundred years from now. We're not that close."
Zhou Rui originally intended to treat Zhou Yuzhi well, because the previous Zhou Rui liked Zhou Yuzhi, and he had taken over her body and received so much love, so he should repay her properly, at least not hate this Zhou Yuzhi.
But he really disliked Zhou Yuzhi; she was so enthusiastic from the start, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Oh dear! Little Rui Rui, you'll get to know each other better after spending more time together."
Zhou Rui got up, took his bowl and cup to the kitchen, and forced a smile: "Excuse me, could you move aside?"
Zhou Rui went to the kitchen, and Zhou Yuzhi followed closely behind.
Leaving the two men with dark faces sitting in the living room, He Muchen frowned and said, "Are you just going to let Zhou Yuzhi stay like this?"
Song Anqi vented his resentment. He really didn't know what to do with Zhou Yuzhi. For so many years, he had just silently protected him, watching him chase after this person and cling to that person.
He thought that maybe he was just young and immature, and that he was only finding it novel. He thought that once the novelty wore off, he would be fine, and that he would grow up a bit more.
But seeing him clinging to Zhou Rui really hurt my heart.
"What else can I do? His legs and heart are his own, I can't stop him," Song Anqi said dejectedly.
"Aren't you afraid that one day he'll meet his true love, and that true love won't be you? Then you'll just be watching helplessly." He Muchen looked at the disappointing Song Anqi, feeling anxious but helpless.
Looking at the two people in the kitchen, Song Anqi asked He Muchen, "Why are you dating this kid of unknown origin?"
“He’s not some unknown brat. Watch your words. No wonder Zhou Yuzhi doesn’t like you. You’re cold and have a sharp tongue. How can anyone fall in love with you?” He Muchen sighed.
"It's as if you weren't like me before. Sometimes you're even more venomous than me."
He Muchen stood up and patted Song Anqi on the shoulder: "But I have a wife, you don't."
"Shouldn't you consider whether something went wrong in your part? It's not too late to fix it now. Don't come crying to me later."
He Muchen headed towards the kitchen. He didn't want Zhou Yuzhi and his wife to stay too long, in case that guy stole his wife away.
Song Anqi's face darkened as he pondered where he had gone wrong. He carefully thought about the boys Zhou Yuzhi had liked, and they all seemed to be similar in appearance to Zhou Rui. He couldn't very well get plastic surgery, could he?
Even with all the plastic surgery on her face, it seems she can never become as delicate as Zhou Rui, no matter what she does.
Zhou Rui locked He Muchen and Zhou Yuzhi, those two childish brats, in the kitchen. He walked out of the kitchen alone and looked at Song Anqi, whose face was dark. He didn't want to go up and greet him at all, afraid that he might offend him with something he said. He walked past him quietly.
Zhou Rui lowered his head, silently praying: You can't see me, you can't see me... please don't call out to me.
Song Anqi's deep voice stopped Zhou Rui: "Why did you choose He Muchen instead of Zhou Yuzhi?"
Zhou Rui turned around, looking at the expressionless Song Anqi with a puzzled expression. Of course he liked He Muchen and not Zhou Yuzhi! Besides, do you need so many reasons to like someone?
Zhou Rui smiled at him and said, "Because I like He Muchen! I don't like Zhou Yuzhi!"
"Then why do you like He Muchen? Why don't you like Zhou Yuzhi?" Song Anqi continued to ask Zhou Rui with a blank expression.
Zhou Rui was still a little intimidated by his expressionless face. Could this guy not smile? No way! He's a future movie star, how could he not smile?
"If you like someone, you like them. Why ask so many questions? Haven't you ever liked someone else before?"
Upon hearing Zhou Rui's question, Song Anqi's cold face showed a hint of depression. Zhou Rui, seeing the subtle change in his expression, was a little worried. Had he said something wrong?
He quickly apologized, "Song Anqi, I was a bit too direct. I'm sorry."
As a result, Song Anqi whispered, "Yes, I have someone I like, but it seems like he doesn't like me."
Zhou Rui's gossipy nature led him to walk towards the chair opposite Song Anqi. He smiled, pulled out the chair, and sat down opposite Song Anqi, asking curiously, "Who do you like?"
Zhou Rui was genuinely curious that the usually serious and unsmiling superstar Song would actually like someone. He had always thought Song was destined to be a lonely, melancholic, and handsome guy. How could he have developed a crush on someone?
Song Anqi glanced at the kitchen, then frantically confronted Zhou Rui. For so many years, he had been afraid that Zhou Yuzhi would find out he liked him, so he had hidden that love deep in his heart.
Why should I tell you? It's not because I like you anyway.
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