Chapter 19
Lin Shengwen chewed the last bit of food in his mouth thoroughly, swallowed it, and slowly replied to Liang Xun: "It should be next weekend. I'll confirm the specific date and time with Vice Dean Yu and let you know."
"Oh," Liang Xun put his knife and fork on the plate, and was about to stand up with the plate in hand, and said, "It would be better to tell me earlier. The project at hand is on a tight deadline, and I may have to work overtime recently."
"Okay." Lin Shengwen nodded, took the plates from him, turned and walked into the kitchen, rinsed them briefly with water, and put them all into the dishwasher.
After finishing his meal, Liang Xun felt a little sleepy. He left the dining table and saw the sofa where he had just sat. The sofa cushions were sealed with plastic, but Liang Xun was afraid of getting dirty. After inspecting them, he did not want to tear them open to reveal the silk fabric cover underneath.
He collapsed on the sofa, drowsy, and suddenly realized that he had not taken a shower since he came back. Normally, he would not care about these things when he was alone, but when Lin Shengwen came home, Liang Xun became a little restless.
While Lin Shengwen was still busy in the kitchen, he jumped up and rushed into his room, took a change of pajamas, took a shower and then came out of Lin Shengwen's room. Lin Shengwen had already come out of the kitchen at this time and was about to return to the bedroom when Liang Xun bumped into him face to face and felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm done washing and going to bed first." Liang Xun said.
"Okay," Lin Shengwen pointed in the direction of the study, "I still have to work overtime, you rest first."
Lin Shengwen's voice was quiet, perhaps because it was getting late; he sounded tired and subdued. He was human, after all, and the intense daily pace of life would tire even the most energetic. Liang Xun blinked and stared at him, remaining silent for a long time. Only when Lin Shengwen uttered a nasal, somewhat doubtful "Hmm?" did Liang Xun speak.
"You should go to bed early too," Liang Xun said. "Good night."
Lin Shengwen smiled, but it was a very small smile. If Liang Xun hadn't kept his eyes fixed on his face, he would have probably missed the smile.
"Good night, Liang Xun."
After saying goodnight to Liang Xun, Lin Shengwen went into the study alone. He locked the door from the inside and sat down in the ergonomic chair in the study. His hands rested on the armrests, and he didn't move for a long time.
His mind was filled with the image of Liang Xun just now coming out of his bathroom, his body covered in mist. His collarbone, half covered by the collar of his pajamas, was protruding, with a deep depression on top. His eyelashes seemed to have some water droplets that had not been wiped clean, and the faint teardrop mole under his eyelid had an indescribable sense of suggestion.
But Liang Xun didn't hint anything to him, and his behavior was extremely natural, even a little scary, as if the Liang Xun who had told him "I'm the same as you" before was just Lin Shengwen's hallucination.
He knew that the sense of suggestion he had mistakenly perceived was due to Xu Yiming relaying Liang Xun's words, saying that he did not like men, but only liked Lin Shengwen.
This conversation should have taken place before he and Pei Ning drove to pick them up in front of the lobby of the private restaurant. It was just unknown how Xu Yiming brought up this topic, nor was it known what Xu Yiming responded to Liang Xun's words.
When Lin Shengwen thought of this, he began to regret that he had kissed Liang Xun when he was drunk that night.
He must be crazy to do such an overstepping act. He wondered if his subconscious mind was taking advantage of Liang Xun because he knew that he would not be able to remember anything the next day after getting drunk.
Lin Shengwen questioned himself, perhaps the adjective "gentleman" should not be used to describe him.
Assuming that his nature is not good, why has he never revealed any clues before? Lin Shengwen suddenly felt a possibility: perhaps it was because Liang Xun was a singularity that caused his thoughts to begin to distort.
Is it possible that he had already fallen in love with Liang Xun before he even realized it?
Lin Shengwen hadn't tried to analyze himself for a long time. He knew clearly that he did have some feelings for Liang Xun. It might sound cliché to say this: Liang Xun's appearance and personality were indeed the type he would have a good impression of.
But the only problem is that Lin Shengwen has never been sure of having a "liking" feeling for a specific person, so he is not sure whether his good feelings towards Liang Xun can be called love.
The only thing Lin Shengwen could be sure of was—
If Liang Xun likes him, he is willing to give it a try with Liang Xun.
The sailing club was built very quickly. The wealthy businessman provided ample funds, and the only requirement was that it be completed as soon as possible. Therefore, the construction team's finishing time every night was repeatedly pushed back. Liang Xun basically stayed at the construction site with them, and several times he came home later than Lin Shengwen.
Fortunately, Lin Shengwen confirmed with Liang Xun the next day that the vice president would come on Sunday. He coordinated the weekend supervision, and Lin Shengwen reminded him to keep Friday night free. Lin Shengwen worked the day shift on Saturday and had Friday afternoon free, saying he wanted to take Liang Xun ring shopping.
Liang Xun just remembered this. He agreed on the phone and worked overtime for another day. When he returned, Lin Shengwen probably calculated his time accurately and the meal was served just in time.
Lin Shengwen made a bowl of rice, which smelled tempting. Liang Xun was very hungry and ate it all in a few minutes. Then he found that there was nothing in front of Lin Shengwen. He was just watching him eat.
"Have you eaten?" Liang Xun asked.
Lin Shengwen nodded, clasped his hands together, and rested his elbows on the table. The marble surface was cold, but it conducted heat quickly. The places where his body was in contact should become warm in a short while.
Liang Xun touched his neck.
"You made it just for me? How can I be so embarrassed?"
"Eat yours," Lin Shengwen said, somewhat amused, ignoring the hint of resistance in his words, "I'm happy to do it."
Money can't buy happiness. Liang Xun didn't think much about it. He took the empty bowl and washed it in the kitchen sink and put it in the drying and disinfecting cabinet.
When the faucet is running, it's hard to hear sounds further away. Lin Shengwen walked in, holding Liang Xun's phone. Liang Xun then realized that he had forgotten to put his phone in his pocket and had left it on the dining table.
At this moment, his cell phone was vibrating and ringing. In order to be able to receive calls even on the construction site, Liang Xun set the ring tone very loud.
Lin Shengwen said, "It's your phone." and handed the phone to him.
"Thanks."
Liang Xun took the phone and answered it, only to find that it was his mother calling. Liang Xun thought for a moment, and replied "wait a moment" to his mother's greeting on the other end of the phone. He walked a few steps to take out the keys and cigarettes from the bag on the sofa, turned around and opened the door.
When Liang Xun opened the door, Lin Shengwen turned his head to look at him. Liang Xun pointed at the phone and saw Lin Shengwen mouth the word "Go" to him, then he closed the door with peace of mind.
He walked into the stairwell, went down half a floor, leaned against the edge of the stairwell window, reached out and opened the window.
"Mom." He called into the phone.
Liang's mother asked curiously on the other end of the phone: "Are you still working? It's so late." She probably thought that he asked her to wait because he wanted to avoid his colleagues and go to the tea room to answer the phone.
"No, I'm at home," Liang Xun said. He paused, "I'm renting with someone right now, so it's not convenient for me to talk to you."
Liang's mother was curious: "What roommate...boyfriend?"
Liang Xun said nothing, as if he didn't know what to say in response.
"What are you doing? I know what you're doing. Why are you so nervous?" Liang's mother smiled. "How long have you been dating?"
Liang Xun took out a cigarette from the pack, lit it, took a drag, pinched the end of the cigarette, and let out a long breath of foul air before saying to the person on the other end of the phone, "No, we haven't even started dating yet. I just have a crush on him."
Liang's mother thought for a moment and said, "You're talking about a secret crush... Could it be the one you mentioned before? What was her name? Lin or something?"
"Yeah," Liang Xun responded, "Why did you call? You're not just going to gossip about my love life, are you?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Your aunt is in the hospital these two days. She said she needs surgery. Come back and see her whenever you are free."
Liang Xun frowned and asked what the disease was. Liang's mother was evasive. Liang Xun was shocked and had a rough idea of what was going on. He knew it was not a simple illness.
"Okay, I'll go back as soon as possible."
Liang's mother chatted about some family matters, and the topic returned to Liang Xun: "When will you bring your boyfriend home to visit?"
The night view outside the window was charming, and Liang Xun blew a smoke ring into the indigo sky.
"Mom, I'm not sure I can make any progress with him, why are you in such a hurry?" Liang Xun spoke in Kangfu dialect, and his speech speed became faster than usual.
"Now that you have a boyfriend, he's half your son. What's wrong with wanting to see him? Why don't you allow others to see him?" Liang's mother said in an exaggerated tone.
Liang Xun leaned against the edge of the stairwell window, with most of his body almost sticking out. He was speechless for a long time. Finally, he lowered his head.
"Mom, it's not that I don't want to, I just..."
His voice was muffled, as if this half sentence had exhausted all of Liang Xun's strength. After he finished speaking, he leaned down against the windowsill. The burnt ash fell from the cigarette held between his fingertips and was blown away by the wind, not knowing where it would float to.
The second half of the sentence seemed to be taken away along with the ashes, and Liang Xun did not continue.
Liang's mother sighed in his silence.
"I know, don't you and I know it? I'm not in a hurry. I wish you could be a little more anxious... You're not a child anymore. If mom is gone in the future, how can mom not worry about you being alone..." Mother Liang choked up at the end of the sentence. She didn't know if it was because she thought too much about her brother and sister-in-law who were sick.
"Mom!" Liang Xun's body trembled violently. He shouted at the other end of the phone and said urgently, "Don't talk nonsense. You will be fine!"
Liang's mother said a few more words and hung up the phone uninterested. Liang Xun listened to the "beep, beep, beep" sound on the phone, was a little dazed, and lit another cigarette.
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