As Christmas approaches, so does the flu. At first, only one or two people in the crew caught a cold, but it spread to Director Lu. Director Lu passed to Ji Rulan, and Ji Rulan passed to Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan felt that he was almost fine, so he stayed overnight with Xia Shaoqian, but received a call from Xia Shaoqian two days later.
"I caught a cold and passed it on to Xiaomeng."
Ever since Cheng Yan made Xia Shaoqian so angry that he had a headache last time, he was very afraid that he would get sick. It just so happened that the crew didn't have his role for the time being, so he said without hesitation, "I'll go over to see you and Xiaomeng."
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, Xia Shaoqian lowered his voice: "Cheng Yan, Xiaomeng's mother is here."
Xia Shaoqian has always used the title "ex-wife", and this is the first time he mentioned "the mother of the child" in front of Cheng Yan.
The ex-wife is the past that has been severed, but the blood relationship can never be separated.
Cheng Yan felt a buzzing in his head, and he said dully, "Oh."
He stared at his toes, as if Xia Shaoqian was standing in front of him: "Then I'll go back in two days. You should have a good rest and drink plenty of water."
"...Come here, you may not meet her when you come here," Xia Shaoqian said gently, "I just told you in advance."
"No, it's enough for Xiaomeng to have her mother take care of her."
Cheng Yan felt that Xia Shaoqian didn't want him to go at first, but because he said no, he wanted him to go as if to prove something.
It seems like a crime to think so complicated. But people in love seldom don't make a fuss.
"She just came to accompany Xiaomeng. I am alone and no one asks, you come and accompany me, immediately." The more Cheng Yan evaded, the more Xia Shaoqian insisted.
When Cheng Yan passed by, the housekeeper Old Wu was waiting for him at the door, and the Xia family called him Secretary Wu.
Cheng Yan brought cake and fruit over. Secretary Wu gave the things to the nanny, and led Cheng Yan through the backyard, where there was a wooden staircase leading to a balcony on the second floor.
Xia Shaoqian was in the small living room on the second floor, and Lucky lay obediently at his feet. When Cheng Yan entered, he was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, with one hand hanging on the edge of the sofa, slowly stroking Lucky's head. His voice sounded very nasal on the phone, but he didn't look haggard except for the slightly swollen eyes.
Seeing Cheng Yan coming in, the very bored Dagou immediately stood up and jumped in front of Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan patted its head: "What's the matter, are you sick too?" Lucky threw himself on him and acted like a baby, and Cheng Yan held it, wanting to let it out to play. Xia Shaoqian stopped him: "Don't let it go out."
Cheng Yan was puzzled.
Xia Shaoqian felt helpless: "She is afraid of dogs, especially big dogs."
Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then realized who this "she" was. Lucky was dragged back again, accompanied by two big men. Cheng Yan laughed in his heart—it seemed that the ex-wife didn't want to see the two people in this room, so they were swept together.
"Lucky was raised after my divorce," Xia Shaoqian laughed at himself while stroking the big dog, "It's one of the many benefits of divorce."
Cheng Yan didn't talk to him, but just checked what medicine he was taking.
"Angry?" Xia Shaoqian lifted the blanket covering his legs, stood up and hugged Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan denied: "It's just that this feeling is a bit strange..." He finally couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to get married?"
Although I know the answer is nothing more than a few. For family, parents, children. Especially when the family is big and the business is big, it is unimaginable not to have children to inherit. Xia Shaoqian also mentioned in the past that his mother believed in God, and probably could not accept that her son liked men, or whether Xia Shaoqian came out with his mother is unknown...
But Cheng Yan still couldn't help asking. He wanted to hear what Xia Shaoqian had to say.
Xia Shaoqian replied: "Because at that time I believed that I could maintain my marriage." It was extremely concise.
Seeing Cheng Yan's expression, he added: "Its rupture is also within my expectation."
"My ex-wife knew about my sexual orientation, and we signed a prenuptial agreement—in the marriage, I was loyal to her for a period of ten years. If it was less than ten years, I would have to pay her 50 million a year for the years less than ten years alimony."
"you did it?"
"I was fined 25 million yuan. I filed for divorce when it was six months and ten years away."
"Why?" Cheng Yan's heart beat fast suddenly, he was afraid that Xia Shaoqian would say that he made this decision for a certain man.
Xia Shaoqian smiled wryly: "She is not wrong, she has always been a good wife and mother. It's just that I can't bear this kind of marriage like a military service anymore."
Cheng Yan silently digested the information.
After Xia Shaoqian finished speaking, he seemed to be immersed in his memories, and stopped talking. After a while, the effect of the medicine took effect, and he felt a little drowsy. Cheng Yan covered him with a blanket, and he vaguely held Cheng Yan's hand: "Stay with me."
Cheng Yan said patiently, "I am here."
Xia Shaoqian dragged him onto the sofa: "Come up."
Two people huddled together.
When Xia Shaoqian fell asleep, Cheng Yan got up, gently opened the door, and went to the balcony to smoke. Thinking of his ex-wife downstairs, at this moment, the situation had a subtle feeling of having an affair.
When he finished smoking two cigarettes, Cheng Yan heard a noise in the garden. It was the voice of Secretary Wu talking to a woman. It was very thin and could not be heard clearly. After a while, a beautiful little white car pulled out of the driveway.
Cheng Yan returned to the room, opened the door, Lucky rushed out immediately, and Cheng Yan followed him downstairs.
Secretary Wu just returned to the living room: "Ah! Mr. Cheng."
He seemed a little embarrassed.
Cheng Yan knew that the lady had left, he was relaxed and at the same time faintly disappointed, as if he had missed an exciting moment.
Shaking off those thoughts, he said kindly to Secretary Wu: "I want to squeeze some pear juice for my husband, can you take me to the kitchen?"
Staying overnight that day, Xia Shaoqian rested all day and felt that he had gained physical strength, and wanted to do it with Cheng Yan in his arms. Cheng Yan wanted to stop him, but finally he acquiesced, he longed for Xia Shaoqian's entry, longed for the whole day, especially in the afternoon.
When he was really possessed, Cheng Yan just kissed Xia Shaoqian desperately.
He may love this person more than he imagined. A woman without showing her face was enough to make him jealous to death.