Chapter 253 Extra: Tan Cheng x Cen Wenxing (05)
Tan Cheng found Cen Wenxing's school.
Cen Wenxing is not here.
His current level is higher than that of the school's teachers, so he doesn't need to come to class regularly.
Tan Cheng finally found Cen Wenxing at a bar.
He was dressed differently than usual.
Very trendy and eye-catching.
If Cen Wenxing was once a noble little prince in an ivory tower, now he is a wild little devil.
Standing on the dazzling stage, she played the violin with such fervor that it seemed as if notes were bursting forth one after another, soaring and free.
Almost everyone in the audience was dancing and cheering to his music.
When the song ended, a staff member came on stage and handed him the wine that the guests had tipped him.
He waved his hand to refuse, but the waiter insisted and practically forced him to drink it.
Tan Cheng couldn't help but step forward.
Cen Wenxing saw him through the crowd.
Their eyes met for only a moment. Cen Wenxing's gaze swept over Tan Cheng's face, he took the wine glass, said something to the waiter, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
Amidst the cheers of the audience, he slightly turned his head and coughed twice.
Tan Cheng's cough made his chest tighten, and he couldn't help but step forward.
The voices from the audience were unified.
"Encore! Encore! Encore!"
Many people threw their tips onto the stage.
There were rolled-up hundred-yuan bills, bar chips, and trinkets.
Cen Wenxing smiled slightly, put the violin back on his body, turned on the music, and began to play.
That shouldn't be the case.
Cen Wenxing should be standing under the spotlight, on a grand stage, in a concert hall filled with celebrities, elegantly playing his violin.
Instead of like now...
In such a chaotic and disrespectful place, to force a smile is a waste of his talents.
"gentlemen."
The waiter who had spoken earlier reached out and stopped Tan Cheng.
"Mr. Cen does not wish for you to come forward and disturb his performance."
Tan Cheng was stunned and looked at the stage helplessly.
At this moment, in Tan Cheng's eyes, Cen Wenxing was like a pitiful courtesan selling her smiles, doing her best to display her dance moves to please the audience below the stage.
She was laughing while secretly crying.
The bar is closed.
Cen Wenxing put the violin back into its case, flexed his wrists slightly, and squatted down to pick up the tips that had been thrown onto the stage.
As they were picking things up, Tan Cheng's shoes came into view.
Cen Wenxing paused slightly.
While he hesitated, Tan Cheng squatted down and reached for the roll of money between them.
As if realizing something, Cen Wenxing quickly picked up the money and then went to pick up other things.
Tan Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
My breathing became a little erratic.
"Cen Wenxing."
Cen Wenxing's back stiffened slightly, as if he hadn't heard, and he continued picking up the items.
He picked up all the tips from the stage, smiled, and gave a roll of money to the waiter who had helped him that night. Then he carried his violin case and walked out.
Tan Cheng quickly followed and stopped the person outside the bar.
How long are you going to ignore me?
Cen Wenxing stopped.
Tan Cheng stared intently at him, taking in every subtle reaction: the blank stare, the sudden clenching of his fists, the tightly pressed lips…
The mole on my lip has disappeared.
Tan Cheng felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.
What do you want to tell me?
He didn't turn his head, as if he didn't want to see him.
Tan Cheng didn't know how to start the conversation.
It seems like no matter how I bring it up, it won't be appropriate.
Receiving no answer, Cen Wenxing finally turned to look at him, her eyes reddening.
"You finally found such a similar stand-in, you can't bear to throw him away, can you?"
Before Tan Cheng arrived here, he had prepared himself to be questioned.
Upon hearing that sentence, my heart sank and my mind went completely blank.
Cen Wenxing slowly backed away, creating distance between them.
Tan Cheng instinctively reached out to grab him.
He reached out and grabbed nothing.
Cen Wenxing's face showed a sadness and pain he had never seen before.
“I never understood why your friends treated me like that, but the day I saw those photos, I understood. They never saw me as your boyfriend.”
"I'm just a little thing in your life. Even you, you never said you wanted me to be your boyfriend, and I just moved into your house without any explanation, probably..."
"I guess I'm the only one who thought we..."
He couldn't continue, gritting his teeth and holding back tears.
Stubborn, humiliated, and unwilling to shed tears, her appearance, like silk threads, tightly bound Tan Cheng's heart.
Cen Wenxing: "Those photos are really well taken."
Cen Wenxing smiled as tears streamed down her face.
"So there really are people in the world who look so alike..."
Tan Cheng panicked.
He tried to walk towards him.
"Don't come any closer!"
Cen Wenxing broke down and roared, tears streaming down his face, burning holes in Tan Cheng's heart.
Tan Cheng immediately fell silent.
"I don't care what your purpose is in coming here, anyway, the word 'breakup' is not appropriate for us."
"We're over."
Tan Cheng's mind went blank for a moment, and he blurted out the answer.
"no."
"No? What makes you think it's no?" Cen Wenxing cried as she questioned him, "Because you're richer than me, you have no worries about food or clothing, while I have to go to all sorts of bars, get harassed, and still have to smile while playing the violin?"
“My mother is a bar hostess, and I’ve been looked down upon since I was a child. Tan Cheng, I thought I’d met a good person! But how are you any different from those people who pay me to laugh? Are you any more noble than them?”
No! You are even more despicable than them!
Tan Cheng's face was blank.
That seems to be the case.
He didn't even give him much money.
It seems like he's always bullying him, enjoying his affection.
Commonly known as: freeloading.
Cen Wenxing anticipated that the AI brain wouldn't be able to process the numbers, so he pressed his advantage.
He must be in a position of absolute advantage to completely sever this relationship.
"I really like you. Even when I found out I was just a substitute, I thought, why didn't you keep this a secret? Why did you have to let me know?!"
Tan Cheng was stunned.
He seems to be truly wicked.
Cen Wenxing wiped away her tears, her eyes resolute.
"I can't be a substitute for someone else. Consider my feelings wasted. The past period was a deal between you and me."
"The deal is done, Tan Cheng."
"Let's never see each other again."
He turned and left.
Tan Cheng hurriedly took two steps to catch up.
"I didn't come here to be separated from you."
Cen Wenxing stopped in his tracks.
He turned back a moment later, his eyes mocking.
Are you trying to tell me you don't want me to leave? That you've fallen for me?
Tan Cheng is uncertain.
But he really didn't want Cen Wenxing to leave.
He nodded.
Cen Wenxing chuckled.
"I don't want to."
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