Chapter 107: A True Man Can Be Flexible and Adaptable
“Ahem…”
Seeing Wen Yu's reaction, Song Shinian realized belatedly that he seemed to have used too much force.
"Whatever you do."
His eyelashes trembled slightly and his earlobes turned slightly red.
"……casual?"
Wen Yu repeated the word "whatever".
If the eight dishes and one soup in front of him were just casually prepared by Song Shinian, then what about the food that Song Shinian prepared for him when he first visited his home?
Song Shinian looked away guiltily.
Fortunately, Wen Yu did not dwell on this issue. He smiled and said to Song Shinian, "Thank you for your hard work," and then casually glanced at the time on his mobile phone.
Wen Yu: "!"
He was so busy thinking about the script of "Fu Jiang Shan" that he didn't even notice how quickly time passed.
It was past one in the morning when Wen Yu arrived at Song Shinian's house. The current time was 5:20, which meant that Song Shinian had spent a full four hours preparing this sumptuous meal.
It was beginning to get light outside.
Wen Yu looked at the rich food on the table and for a moment couldn't tell whether it was a "midnight snack" or "breakfast".
“Try this.”
Song Shinian picked up a piece of braised pork for Wen Yu.
"Thanks."
Wen Yu thanked him and started to taste it.
The braised pork made by Song Shinian was fat but not greasy. Wen Yu took a bite and the fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.
Wen Yu's eyes lit up instantly.
"tasty."
He couldn't help but give Song Shinian a thumbs up.
Song Shinian was very pleased with Wen Yu's compliment. He smiled and curved his eyebrows: "If it tastes good, eat more."
Wen Yu nodded obediently.
Song Shinian seems to be particularly talented in cooking. He cooks every dish to its fullest flavor.
Wen Yu originally planned to eat only one bowl of rice, but the food was so delicious that he ate two bowls without realizing it.
"So full."
Wen Yu lay on the sofa and touched her belly with satisfaction.
This was the most satisfying meal he had eaten since he came into this body.
"……support?"
Catching the key words, Song Shinian walked over to Wen Yu and asked softly, "Would you like me to rub your belly?"
Wen Yu: "?"
He looked at Song Shinian in shock and asked in surprise: "Song Shinian, you...what happened to you today?"
Song Shinian was really abnormal today.
Wen Yu recalled what happened today. It seemed that things started to get out of control from the moment his audition ended and Song Shinian made the "ovo" symbol.
Seeing Wen Yu's reaction, Song Shinian pursed his lips slightly.
He also knew that his actions were too abnormal, but the person he had liked for many years appeared in front of him alive, and Song Shinian could not control himself.
Even though he had liked "Wen Yu" for so long, the two of them had almost no experience getting along with each other, and Song Shinian didn't know what to do to win "Wen Yu's" favor...
He wanted to be nice to Wen Yu.
He missed Wen Yu once and didn't want to miss her again.
But there's a difference between imagination and practice. Before meeting Wen Yu, Song Shinian had a lot on his mind. He hoped he could be braver this time, that he could get closer to Wen Yu, that he could find a chance to express his feelings to her, and that he could be with Wen Yu forever...
These thoughts circled in his mind over and over again, but when he really saw Wen Yu's smiling eyes, Song Shinian realized that these were not the most important things.
Wen Yu is still alive.
This is the best, best, best thing.
Song Shinian did not expect to be with Wen Yu, he just wanted to be better and better to Wen Yu.
Song Shinian's long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Facing Wen Yu's questioning, he did not say a word.
"that……"
Wen Yu looked at his appearance and felt a little sorry for him.
"You...if you really want to help me..."
Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, then he closed his eyes after a moment of hesitation, making a fearless expression: "Just help me rub it."
"good."
Song Shinian responded in a low voice.
The distance between the two people gradually closed.
Wen Yu could feel Song Shinian's large palm on her belly, rubbing it occasionally.
Time goes by slowly.
Even through a layer of clothes, Wen Yu could feel the warmth of Song Shinian's palm. Except when filming, Wen Yu had almost no physical contact with other people. Looking at Song Shinian's handsome face, he rarely felt uncomfortable.
"I……"
Wen Yu originally wanted to say "I'm fine", but before he could finish his words, he met Song Shinian's eyes.
Are those... tears?
Wen Yu's words were stuck in his throat.
He also noticed Song Shinian's abnormality today, but Wen Yu did not feel any resistance to it. Instead, he felt a trace of indescribable heartache.
"What's wrong?"
Song Shinian looked up at Wen Yu.
Thinking of the glimmer of water he had just seen, Wen Yu silently swallowed back the words "I'm fine" and forced a smile towards Song Shinian: "I... I just want to say that your massage is so comfortable... It's so great..."
Wen Yu's tone of voice sounded a bit like coaxing a child.
But Song Shinian was very fond of this. His beautiful eyes showed a little smile because of Wen Yu's compliment: "Really? Then I'll rub it for you for a while longer."
Wen Yu: "..."
All right.
Once the words are spoken, there is no reason to take them back.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Shinian who was so close to him, and in a trance he had the illusion that "the years were peaceful and quiet".
Song Shinian didn't know what Wen Yu was thinking.
But Wen Yu's repeated retreat made Song Shinian keenly aware of something...
In order to verify his inner thoughts, Song Shinian said softly in a low voice: "Sorry, I haven't been in a good mood today. I hope I haven't affected you..."
Wen Yu did notice Song Shinian's abnormality.
Before Song Shinian said "sorry", he felt uncomfortable all over, but now seeing Song Shinian's "lost" look, Wen Yu felt a little bit of pity in his heart. He asked Song Shinian in a gentle voice: "Why are you in a bad mood? Did something bad happen? If you don't mind, you can tell me."
Seeing that Wen Yu spoke in a very gentle tone and without any tendency to get angry, Song Shinian knew that he had made the right bet.
Wen Yu really fell for it.
In the past, Song Shinian despised things like "pretending to be pitiful" and "acting weak", but now looking at Wen Yu's caring eyes, he felt that a real man is one who can bend and stretch.
Long, thick eyelashes hid the smile in his eyes, and Song Shinian whispered, "I... I saw some bad comments on the Internet... They said... said..."
Having said that, Song Shinian paused for two seconds, and his expression became lost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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