Chapter 74 The sound of kissing and cuddling is so suggestive.
After the performance, the actors all went to the dressing room to change, as the costumes were heavy and uncomfortable to wear. One of the boys quickly changed and went to the prop room to return the props.
He carried a silver sword that was over a meter long on his back, and it made a clanging sound with every step he took.
However, as soon as they approached the prop room, they found that the door was locked and they could vaguely hear strange noises coming from inside.
The noise was extremely slight, as faint as a cat's meow, mixed with the heavy thud of breathing against the wooden door, which made one's imagination run wild.
Any adult with normal intelligence could guess what was happening inside.
The boy outside the door stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he gasped in shock.
Holy crap, who has the nerve to bring their girlfriend backstage to do something like this? If their club president finds out, he'll definitely give them a piece of his mind.
Everyone in the company knows that their president seems to have a good temper and is always smiling when there's nothing wrong, but he's actually a smiling tiger. His standards for acting are abnormally high, and he can be particularly sinister and frightening when he turns cold.
The boy stood there blankly, unsure whether he should knock on the door or not, or whether he should walk this stretch of road or not.
For the sake of the guy inside's mental and physical well-being, he decided to wait a while, so he lowered his head, leaned against the wall, and started playing on his phone.
However, this period of time seems to be taking much longer than he expected...
After an unknown amount of time, the sounds inside gradually faded away, leaving only the sticky sounds of kissing.
The boy was playing on his phone while secretly eavesdropping, marveling to himself.
—It seems the battle inside is even more intense than the game on his phone.
After a long while, the door to the prop room creaked open.
The audacious pair of lovers inside finally finished their lovemaking and slowly emerged.
The boy quickly stood up from the wall, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and craned his neck to look towards the door with a grin, his gossip-loving heart burning brightly.
He was particularly eager to see which member of the group was so impatient and eager, so eager to perform right after the show.
However, when he saw the man's face clearly, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock.
The person who came out was none other than their president!
She was also holding... a man??
Wait, what's going on? He remembers their club president has a girlfriend, doesn't he?!
The boy rubbed his eyes in disbelief and strained to look in that direction.
The person being carefully held by their club president, although he had delicate and refined features, was actually a slender man, not a short-haired girl.
His shirt buttons were haphazardly fastened, revealing pale wrists, but his face had a slightly flushed hue. His neck was long and slender, with several red marks on the side.
The boy paused for a moment, then looked down and met the gaze of the unfamiliar beauty in the president's arms.
Before he could get a good look, the other person's face was completely covered by their president's long, slender hand.
"..."
Wow, what a treasure she's holding! She's protecting it so tightly, she won't even let him see it.
Before he could react, he saw Li Baidong with a stern face and a sour expression. His icy voice suddenly rang out in the frozen air: "How long have you been standing there?"
"No, not long ago."
The boy felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he was about to be killed by the other person's gaze.
The straight man's worldview was shaken like never before. He secretly glanced at Xing Lan and stammered, "Brother Dong, this...this is your girlfriend...boyfriend?"
Li Baidong seemed a little impatient, frowning as he interrupted his tongue-tied, tongue-tied words: "If you can't speak clearly, then shut up."
He glanced at the boy, his eyes filled with aggression: "This is my baby, my boyfriend. What's wrong with that? You have a problem with it?"
“…No, no objection,” the boy said weakly, unable to resist glancing again at the man he was holding in his arms.
Tsk tsk tsk, I never expected that the "baby" their president talks about every day is actually a man.
However, this man was indeed very handsome, with delicate features. Even though he was a straight man, it was still somewhat attractive to look at him.
However, he didn't dare to look for long and quickly looked away, otherwise Dong Ge's gaze could have cut him into a thousand pieces and reduced him to ashes.
Li Baidong looked at him with an unfriendly expression: "What are you doing here?"
The boy quickly turned around and pointed to the sword on his back: "I'm here to return the prop, Brother Dong!"
After saying that, he looked at Li Baidong timidly and asked, "Excuse me, is it convenient for me to go in now?"
Li Baidong didn't say anything, but turned slightly to the side and expressionlessly let the boy walk into the prop room.
The boy quickly ducked into the prop room.
Li Baidong pursed his lips, somewhat displeased.
Suddenly, a tingling pain shot through his strong arm.
Looking down, he saw that Xing Lan had bitten him hard sometime during the day and was now looking up at him fiercely.
“He heard everything.” Xing Lan licked her teeth, her expression showing a hint of embarrassment. “I told you there were people outside, and you…” she became even more excited.
Li Baidong smiled, blinked innocently, and whispered in his ear, "But does that mean I can do whatever I want, baby?"
"I told you to be gentler, why didn't you listen?"
"Oh, so it's this light?" Li Baidong pretended to realize, raising an eyebrow. "You kept saying 'kiss, kiss, kiss,' I thought you wanted me to kiss you more."
"..."
Rogue.
Xing Lan kept a straight face and turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.
Li Baidong pinched his chin with his fingertips, forcing him to turn his head and look at him. He brought his face close and asked him with a grin, "Baby, what do you think of my performance just now?"
A look of disbelief flashed in Xing Lan's eyes.
How could Li Baidong ask him this so openly in public?
He glanced instinctively behind the door, where the boy who had just gone in was bending over, carefully arranging the props.
The boy wasn't far from them, and the door to the prop room wasn't closed, so he could hear roughly what the two people at the door were saying.
Xing Lan felt increasingly embarrassed and awkwardly changed the subject, saying, "What do you mean, how?... Don't talk nonsense here."
Li Baidong followed his gaze and saw his tightly pursed lips, his increasingly red cheeks and ear tips. His smile deepened, and he stared at him meaningfully, saying softly, "Brother, what are you thinking about? I was talking about my performance on stage just now."
Xing Lan: "..."
He only realized then that he had been tricked by Li Baidong again without any warning.
When exactly did this kid become so cunning and treacherous?
Xing Lan was a little annoyed, but after thinking for a moment, she looked at him very seriously and praised him, "You acted very well."
"It was the best performance I've ever seen, I really enjoyed it."
Li Baidong's hard work over so many days for this scene was something he had witnessed firsthand.
Therefore, he couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh to Li Baidong, who was so eager to take credit.
Li Baidong smiled, lowered his head and gently kissed his neck, saying affectionately, "I love you."
Xing Lan raised her hand and touched his cheek, her tone equally gentle and sincere, filled with endless tenderness: "I love you too."
Unable to resist, the two kissed deeply again right there at the doorway, oblivious to everyone else.
After finishing his business, the man was about to turn around and leave when he bumped into the two people kissing passionately and sweetly at the door.
"..."
Hello? What's the number for the animal protection association? There's someone here repeatedly abusing single people.
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Shortly after the performance, Li Baidong officially withdrew from the drama club.
This was something he had planned long ago. After the summer vacation, he would be a senior in college, and graduation was just around the corner. There were more and more things to deal with at school, and he wouldn't have much energy left to devote to clubs.
It was during this summer that a major event occurred in Xing Lan's family.
His grandfather passed away.
The elderly person had been seriously ill for many years and had to take large doses of medicine all year round. In the later stages, they were barely able to maintain their life with the help of machines and suffered every day.
Leaving before the harsh winter arrives can be considered a relief.
This time, Xing Lan wanted Li Baidong to attend his grandfather's funeral with him.
Li Baidong hesitated.
He knew that Xing Lan's relatives were all quite traditional. When Xing Lan personally reported her own father to the police, it caused quite a stir among her relatives and friends.
For a long time afterward, he was constantly gossiped about by those bored relatives. Every day, elders would call to criticize him for being heartless, ungrateful, and for not doing what he was supposed to do.
Now that she's suddenly appeared in front of everyone with a man, she's bound to hear a lot of gossip again.
Li Baidong didn't want Xing Lan to be criticized because of him. As long as he could be with Xing Lan, that was enough. Whether others knew or approved was unimportant, and he didn't care.
It wasn't until Xing Lan noticed his hesitation that she handed him a letter.
The letter was written on brand-new paper, but the handwriting was messy, as if an old man had used his last bit of strength to write it on his deathbed.
The first few paragraphs of the letter were Grandpa's last will and testament.
Knowing his days were numbered, he wrote a long message instructing Xing Lan to take good care of herself. He also specifically bequeathed all his estate to Xing Lan and his aunt, to be divided equally between them. However, he left nothing to his only son, Xing Yi, and had the property notarized beforehand.
The last sentence of the letter was: "Be with the person you love, no matter who they are. Grandpa wishes you happiness."
Upon seeing the particularly prominent "he," Li Baidong raised his eyes, a glint in them, and asked Xing Lan uncertainly, "Grandpa, he..."
Xing Lan seemed to know what he wanted to ask and nodded at him: "He already knew."
That day, Grandpa, who was supposed to be having a physical examination in bed, heard the commotion outside the ward. Ignoring the nurse's advice, he got out of bed and walked to the door, watching from afar as Xing Lan rushed out of the ward.
He quietly hid behind the door and witnessed the entire conversation and entanglement between Xing Lan and Li Baidong.
Although the old man is getting on in years, he is not stupid; on the contrary, he is very wise.
Recalling the strange situation in the ward earlier, Xing Lan's reluctant look when he stood with his so-called "fiancée," and now his intimate and natural embrace and kiss with this seemingly young man, she immediately understood what the whole thing was about.
Although he was initially surprised and puzzled, he gradually accepted it after a while.
Back then, because of the incident involving Xing Yi and Xing Lan's mother, Grandpa Xing always felt guilty towards his grandson. He pitied Xing Lan for losing his mother at such a young age, and blamed himself for not disciplining his son properly, indirectly causing a family tragedy.
So regardless of whether Xing Lan will carry on the family line or not, and regardless of the gender or name of the person standing beside him in the future, from beginning to end, he only hopes that his eldest grandson can live a happy and joyful life.
“Come with me to see Grandpa.” Xing Lan looked at Li Baidong and said with a slight parting of her thin lips, “He hasn’t had a chance to really look at you yet.”
Li Baidong pursed his lips and agreed, "Okay."
On the day of his grandfather's funeral, the weather was sunny, and many relatives from near and far came, some of whom Xing Lan knew and some of whom he didn't.
So many random people came, but Lin Ya and her son were the only ones who didn't show up.
After Xing Yi was sentenced, she filed for divorce from him, took her son and left the Xing family, never to return.
Whether she can get a divorce in the end or not, and whatever entanglements she and Xing Yi may have in the future, the wealthy family she desperately wanted to marry into back then has now become a ridiculous empty shell.
All of this was no longer related to Xing Lan.
Xing Lan was dressed in an elegant black suit, her expression indifferent.
Throughout the funeral, no matter how suspicious the relatives looked at them, he never let go of Li Baidong's hand. Instead, he gripped it even tighter, palm to palm.
After his grandfather passed away, whatever happened to the Xing family in the future, whether it was good or bad, it had nothing to do with him anymore.
Now, he has his own home.
A home he chose himself, a home that brings him boundless warmth.
This family is not bound by the suffocating force of blood ties, but by boundless love and tenderness.
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