"I already care about you a lot, how else can I care? My mom doesn't watch my dad 24 hours a day. He has his own private space, and he doesn't report to my mom everywhere he goes. My mom said it's a trust issue between husband and wife, and we shouldn't watch people too closely."
"I just like being looked at by you, do you understand?"
"Ah? Watching me 24 hours a day? That would be too tiring for me." Song Shengsheng hissed in surprise: "How about this, you tell me when you go out in the future, but you can't stay at home. I'll also tell you where I'm going. Is that okay?"
"I can do it, but you absolutely cannot stay out all night, go out for drinks, or get too close to other men I don't know. Otherwise, if I find out, Song Shengsheng, you won't be able to go out anymore."
"You're such a murderer, a pervert." Song Shengsheng muttered, but when he saw Jiang Yiyu's fierce expression that didn't allow any arguments, he swallowed the rebuttal that was on the tip of his tongue and nodded. "Okay, I'll do as you say. Anything else?"
"Also, you have to learn to be jealous."
"Ah? How can I eat it? There's no one around you who can make me jealous..."
"What do you think when you see the intimate scenes in my plays?"
Song Shengsheng touched his head: "I just... I don't have any ideas. It's just what the plot requires. You are all colleagues. It's not real, so what can I think."
"Let's change it. What if I go out now and someone wants to add me on WeChat?"
"No, that's too rude. Besides, your face is too well-known. If I were to meet a celebrity on the street, I definitely wouldn't ask for their WeChat first. I'd have to take a photo and get their autograph first."
"Song Shengsheng, can you be serious?"
"I'm being completely serious. I couldn't be more serious. I just think your assumption is unreasonable. If a normal person sees a handsome guy walking down the street with nothing to do, unless they're particularly attracted to him, they might muster up the courage to strike up a conversation. But that's a bit of a stretch, and it depends on the person. Some people, no matter how much they like him, just can't muster up the courage. Even if someone does ask for your contact information, you can refuse. There's always the risk of rejection when striking up a conversation. In my opinion, the chances of success are slim, so it's not worth getting angry about."
She looked at Jiang Yiyu's increasingly furrowed brows, and her voice became increasingly quiet: "Besides, if you can be easily picked up by someone, then our relationship is almost over..."
"So you just don't care, right?"
"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I can't even think of leaving it. How insecure do I have to be to worry about this?"
Jiang Yiyu suddenly understood what it meant to be heartbroken. He sighed irritably and helplessly, let go of Song Shengsheng's hand, and leaned against the back of the sofa. He looked up at the ceiling with tears in his eyes. Song Shengsheng hurriedly held his hand again and said, "Don't be angry. Let's talk it over."
"Song Shengsheng, please be quiet for a while."
"Oh, okay." Song Shengsheng leaned towards him obediently, hugged his arm, looked straight ahead, and occasionally glanced at him guiltily.
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