Chapter 339 (Updated 3391)
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He said that during the movie, his father kept secretly watching him, as if he was observing him, and it turned out that he really was observing him.
—Observe his reaction.
But who could possibly make his father want to date?
Almost instantly, the image of Feng Que appeared in Ye Qingxi's mind.
It's not his fault. After Mu Shaoyan and Duan Yi went from friends to lovers, Ye Qingxi now looks at their so-called friendships and wants to ask, "Are these friendships even real?"
Especially since his father isn't straight; he's a gay man who's already come out.
But soon, Ye Qingxi realized that he shouldn't think that way.
His uncle's situation is definitely a special case.
More often than not, friends are just friends, like his grandfather and Ye Min.
So, maybe his father and Feng Que's relationship is just a pure friendship?
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu's heart was as fragile as a piece of dragon's beard candy, ready to shatter at the slightest touch.
"There's no one who wants to be in a relationship. I'm just saying, hypothetically, hypothetically," he stubbornly denied.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "So, Dad, if you were to fall in love, who would you want to be with?"
Mu Shaowu: ...What a question you asked.
However, looking at Ye Qingxi's smiling face and her eyes full of curiosity, he felt that his son seemed to be more accepting of his relationship than he had expected.
Three years have passed since Feng Que sent him that love letter that didn't require a reply or even an immediate opening.
During this time, the two maintained a very subtle and magical relationship.
Calling them friends doesn't seem so simple.
They can't be lovers; they've never even held hands.
Although there were no intimate gestures, because of Feng Que's confession and his failure to stick to his rejection, there was indeed some ambiguous relationship between the two that was hard to explain and unknown to outsiders.
His schedule was always very tight, especially after the release of "Summer" and "Burning Kill". He received more and more film offers and good scripts, plus the company's affairs and Ye Qingxi's affairs, all kinds of things were intertwined.
He kept pushing back the relationship, delaying it over and over again.
He didn't mention it, and Feng Que didn't urge him; the matter was simply left unresolved, as if it didn't exist.
During this time, Feng Que went back to his parents' place once, but when he returned, he got off the plane with a famous foreign actress.
The two were photographed by paparazzi chatting and laughing, and the hashtag #FengQueRomance# immediately became a trending topic.
Mu Shaowu was busy filming at the time and hadn't had a chance to see it yet. He received a call from Feng Que after filming wrapped.
“I met Catherine on the plane. She was here to have fun, so she asked me what places were fun to visit. I gave her a brief overview, and it’s not like what you read online at all.”
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu was puzzled. He had no idea which Catherine he was referring to, and why she was being mentioned all of a sudden.
However, he cooperated by saying "Oh" and adding, "It's okay."
Even if he had seen the trending topic at the time, he wouldn't have thought it was anything special.
There are so many people who get off the plane together every day, and so many who leave the airport laughing and talking together. Even if he runs into an actor he has worked with before, he will chat for a few words. How much more so for Feng Que?
Mu Shaowu didn't take this matter seriously.
I don't think it's a big deal.
However, what Feng Que said the next second is something he still remembers to this day.
He said, "I know."
“I know this shouldn’t be a big deal for you, and you won’t care, but I still wanted to tell you in case you misunderstand.”
He said this calmly and serenely, without any emotion; he was simply stating an objective fact.
Mu Shaowu was momentarily stunned by his words.
He won't care.
He said he wouldn't care.
What kind of accustomedness allows a person to speak so calmly and without any emotional coloring about something that should be of concern to the other person when facing someone they like?
There was no resentment or dissatisfaction, as if it were not a big deal.
But how could this not be a big deal?
If Feng Que likes him, then he will naturally hope that Feng Que cares about him, cares about his feelings, cares about who appears in his life, and even be jealous of him.
Jealousy only happens when you like someone.
You won't care if you don't like it.
So, what were Feng Que's feelings at that moment, when he could calmly and easily say "You won't care" as if it were just like saying "The weather is nice today"?
Even though he knew he wouldn't care, he still called him immediately, afraid that he might misunderstand.
He didn't want him to misunderstand—even though he knew he wouldn't care, he still didn't want him to have any misunderstandings.
On that day, Mu Shaowu felt a rare pang of sympathy for the person who had been pursuing him for so long.
He wanted to advise Feng Que to either give up and not get hung up on him.
I've already edited the WeChat message, but haven't sent it yet.
I'm afraid Feng Que will be heartbroken if she receives it.
I also feel that this is too cruel to Feng Que.
He looked at his phone, and finally deleted all the words he had written, one by one.
Mu Shaowu acted as if nothing had happened and he hadn't thought about anything, continuing to interact with Feng Que in their usual way.
But during this time, something seemed to have slowly changed.
He seems to be thinking of him more and more often for no reason.
Sometimes, when I hear that he's coming, I feel an unconscious sense of anticipation.
She would be happy to receive his gift.
She would unconsciously worry because he was sick.
Yesterday afternoon, Feng Que came to see him again.
He came to talk to him about the movie.
They collaborated on another film after "Summer," which was a great success, earning him a nomination for Best Actor at the Golden Rose Awards, though he unfortunately didn't win.
This film, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should be the last work in Feng Que's directorial career, so he wants to continue casting him as the male lead.
Mu Shaowu had vaguely guessed his thoughts before he arrived, so he had already considered the matter and felt it was unnecessary.
For his last film, Feng Que hoped to find better and more outstanding actors, then retire in glory, leaving the film industry in a splendid and rare way, making his film career brilliant and unforgettable.
But he wasn't a very good actor, and he didn't want to ruin this last film of his.
“But I think you are,” Feng Que said. “In my heart, you are the best and most outstanding actor.”
Mu Shaowu looked at him with a smile, "You can't lie through your teeth just because you like me."
"But Mu Shaowu, when I was writing the script, you were all I could think about. The main character of this play was originally based on your description."
Mu Shaowu was somewhat taken aback and looked at him quietly.
Feng Que said, “How are good actors and excellent actors defined? Is it based on those awards? But awards are also chosen by judges, and judges are also human. Humans have preferences. And I respect my preferences. If I think you are very good, then you are the best and most outstanding actor here.”
“If I were a judge, you would have won awards several times over by now.”
Mu Shaowu smiled, finding his words gentle and warm.
“So promise me,” Feng Que said gently, “this is my last movie, and I should work with the actors I want to work with, shouldn’t I?”
Mu Shaowu looked at him, saw the sincerity in his eyes, and finally nodded.
After they finished their meal, they chatted for a long time until it got late at night before they went home.
As the moon sank below the willow branches, Mu Shaowu had a dream.
In his dream, he held someone's hand and hugged and kissed them as they left.
After waking up, Mu Shaowu subconsciously wondered, "Who is this?"
Phoenix Palace?
He smiled, didn't take it too seriously, got out of bed, and went to brush his teeth and wash his face.
But as he scrolled on, Mu Shaowu belatedly realized why he thought it was Feng Que.
Why would the first thing that comes to mind be Fengque?
Why did he smile as if it didn't matter after realizing it was Fengque, and continue with his new day?
Would he do the same if it were someone else?
"Of course not," Mu Shaowu retorted almost instinctively.
Why is Fengque like this?
He looked at himself in the mirror, and the person in the mirror looked somewhat bewildered.
Mu Shaowu slowly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then sat on the sofa, waiting for his precious son to wake up while pondering the question he had just asked himself.
He thought about it all morning, and finally, he felt that although he didn't particularly yearn for love, he wasn't opposed to it either, and he certainly wasn't opposed to having a relationship with Feng Que.
Having been single since birth for so long, it's unrealistic and impossible for him to suddenly crave love.
Perhaps, only when he is in love can he gradually feel the beauty of love as described by the world, and slowly fall in love with the love that he and his partner have built together.
It's been three years. Feng Que has been waiting for him for three years.
If you put this in the matchmaking market, you'd be ready to have a baby by now.
So, since he doesn't dislike Feng Que and isn't opposed to dating him, why can't he give him a chance to pursue him and let them try to be together?
Mu Shaowu thought that perhaps it was time for him to open his mailbox, take out the letter, and write a reply to its owner.
But before replying, he needed to confirm one thing: whether Ye Qingxi could accept him dating, getting married, and forming a new family with someone else.
So Mu Shaowu wanted to ask him several times, but hesitated and didn't know how to say it.
Based on his understanding of Ye Qingxi, he felt that Ye Qingxi shouldn't have any objections, after all, Ye Qingxi quite liked Feng Que.
However, being Feng Que's uncle and being his prospective stepfather are two different things, so Mu Shaowu was still somewhat worried.
After much thought, he finally decided to give it a try with a movie.
After watching the movie, Ye Qingxi was busy watching the film, while Mu Shaowu was busy looking after his son.
Ye Qingxi raised the corners of her lips and laughed heartily, which made Mu Shaowu feel relaxed.
Ye Qingxi frowned, clearly dissatisfied, which made Mu Shaowu feel uneasy.
When the movie ended, he noticed that Ye Qingxi seemed happier most of the time, especially at the end when the male and female leads got married, and she even showed a pleasant smile. Only then did he slowly and guiltily ask her a question.
He had expected Ye Qingxi to be surprised and taken aback, but to his surprise, she was excited and curious, which was even more delightful than he had anticipated.
Mu Shaowu: ...Do you really want your dad to date that badly?!
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