chapter12
The lights are on. Leaving from the crew, Tan Jinxue went to Zongzi's appointment. Although the male protagonist is arrogant and conceited, it is really disgusting, but after all, he has helped her, so he still has to give him some face.
What's more, he now holds his biggest secret.
"Good evening."
A bouquet of white roses was handed to Tan Jinxue. Tan Jinxue frowned.
"I don't remember such etiquette among people of the same sex."
Zong Zi didn't intend to take it back, and said with a smile, "Just take it as a little love from a new fan."
Tan Jinxue took the bouquet of white roses expressionlessly.
The "man" was dressed in a crisp suit, with a handsome figure, and holding a large bunch of white flowers was a bit unsuitable, but he also had a strange sense of beauty.
Zong Zi admired it for two seconds before saying, "Please."
The flower language of the white rose is, "You are the only one who matches me".
The two climbed up the stairs.
Country r's ballet troupe will perform for the first time in the imperial capital this winter. The auditorium can only accommodate 200 people, and tickets are hard to come by. The audience has all entered the arena, and their clothes are fragrant and their temples are full of shadows, quite a bit of the shadow of the upper class.
While enjoying the ballet, Tan Jinxue forgot Zong Zi next to her for a moment.
The man seemed to be concentrating on watching the performance on the stage, the bright lights reflected in his dark pupils, but inexplicably, the real appearance of her in the hotel that day appeared in his mind.
He couldn't help turning his head slightly to look at Tan Jinxue.
The side face of the person who didn't realize it was well-defined, yet somewhat delicate, indistinguishable between male and female, even in a calm appearance, it was shockingly beautiful.
The actors on stage called their curtain call, and there was thunderous applause. Zong Zi leaned slightly, and suddenly said, "I have a role I want to give you."
Tan Jinxue didn't hear clearly for a while, and looked at Zong Zi with some doubts: "What?"
Zong Zi looked at her lips parted and closed, and suddenly became distracted. He didn't answer Tan Jinxue's question, but quickly pecked the corner of the "man"'s lips.
Then she saw her eyes widen suddenly in the dim light.
Like a frightened deer.
After reacting, Tan Jinxue gritted her teeth, and her face was slightly distorted. On such an occasion, Zong Zi was sure that she would not act hastily before he dared to... dare to be so presumptuous!
She squeezed her fingers, and the knuckles made a light "click" before barely suppressing her anger.
Zong Zi still smiled politely and gently, as if nothing had happened.
The audience left the stage one after another, and Tan Jinxue got up suddenly.
Zong Zi looked at her leisurely, and apologized, "Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt."
His tone was sincere and his eyes were sincere, but Tan Jinxue did not hear the slightest sign of repentance.
She said coldly: "If Mr. Zong doesn't want to spread news about homosexuality, he'd better pay attention to his words and deeds."
"If it's with you, I don't mind." Zong Zi looked frank and fearless.
Tan Jinxue walked away in a huff. Zong Zi didn't chase after him either, and sat in his seat, smiling at Tan Jinxue's back.
On the way home, Tan Jinxue vaguely remembered what the man said at the end of the dance drama. She pinched the center of her eyebrows, feeling a little headache.
After being distracted all the way, the phone rang and vibrated, which brought Tan Jinxue back to her senses, and she answered subconsciously: "Hello."
There was a clear and bright male voice on the phone, but he seemed hesitant.
"Hello...yes, is it Brother Tan?"
Tan Jinxue felt the voice was familiar, and then glanced at the phone display—Yue Wenjia.
"I am, what's the matter?"
"That... I am... I just want to remind Brother Tan, that...Mr. Zong from Xingchen Entertainment, he...his recent actions may have plans for Brother Tan," Yue Wenjia said hesitantly in the middle , and quickly added: "I, I didn't mean Brother Tan, you are, you are that, but after all, Brother Tan is really handsome...Mr. Zong may also..."
He spoke incoherently and didn't express his meaning, and he almost broke out in sweat on the other end of the phone. On the one hand, he was afraid of offending Tan Jinxue, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would not express his meaning clearly, and would not be able to "wake up" the idol.
The phone was wet and slippery from his pinch.
Then Yue Wenjia heard the "man" laugh softly.
The voice of "his" was magnetic through the electric current, with an inexplicable gentleness.
Yue Wenjia pinched the phone silly and laughed.
"Well, well, then it's fine, I, I'll hang up first..."
Tan Jinxue said: "Good night."
Yue Wenjia took a deep breath before hanging up the phone. He took a picture of himself with his phone and blushed. It's normal to call an idol for the first time. He consoled himself.
Tan Jinxue put down her phone, and threw the handful of white roses in her hand into the trash can before opening the door.
The flowers are very fragrant and the meaning is beautiful, but she doesn't need extra emotions.
Tan Jinxue pushed open the door, but there was no one in the living room. She frowned - Lu Ling should be at home at this time. Counting it, they have been "living together" for several months, and the filming of "Red" has also ended. Everything is going smoothly except for the favorability level which has been stuck at 97.
She took off her suit jacket, hung it on her arm, and went upstairs.
Every conversation with Zong Zi was like a confrontation, which made her feel exhausted and just wanted to rest.
However, she did not fall smoothly on her bed ||.
Because there is already a person sitting there.
Lu Ling was wearing a silk nightgown, her curly black hair fell on her shoulders, and through the moonlight shining in from the window, one could see the faint blush on her face.
She stood up slowly and walked towards Tan Jinxue.
Inside the snow-white nightgown was a naked, well-proportioned body.
Even when talking about Jinxue, he was stunned for a moment, and his breathing stopped.
As Lu Ling got closer, she could see the sparkle in her eyes. She was nervous, but she still summoned up her courage and pretended to be natural.
"It's very late, I've been waiting for you to come back." She blushed and approached Tan Jinxue, but talked about him a little carelessly.
Tan Jinxue suddenly felt that "I am a scumbag".
She reached out and held Lu Ling's shoulder.
The woman trembled slightly under her palm.
"You don't have to do this." Tan Jinxue said softly.
Lu Ling trembled again, her voice forced herself to be calm: "I am willing." She was a little eager: "I like you! I want to be with you! How many normal couples don't..."
The relationship between them is only a layer of window paper, Tan Jinxue can't be poked, but Lu Ling is uneasy. She didn't know if this layer of window paper was pierced, what she would get was a true love, or a crueler and colder reality.
At first, she was just talking about a canary raised by Jinxue, but her owner never asked for more than making her fly high and far.
But she wants more. She became greedy, like just said, she likes this "man" and she wants to be with "him". What Lu Ling wants is no longer an exchange of benefits between nurturing and being nurtured.
But if Tan Jinxue doesn't even want to touch her, how can he talk about being "together" in an upright manner?
Tan Jinxue interrupted her, "Like should not be a burden."
Lu Ling's face immediately turned pale.
"You think I'm dirty?"
When she uttered the word "dirty", she was already on the verge of collapse.
Tan Jinxue is hard-hearted, and she can't help such an attitude. She embraced Lu Ling, "No."
The "man" said softly: "I said, I don't want you to do things that hurt yourself, whether it's for a person, a goal, or a relationship. Nothing is more important than yourself."
Lu Ling listened to his chatter in a daze.
"You have to love yourself."
Lu Ling felt that her body gradually regained some strength, as if warm blood suddenly poured into her frozen limbs.
She fell on Tan Jinxue's shoulder, crying loudly.
Tan Jinxue was finally a little moved. She has never understood the relationship between men and women very well, but she does not lack empathy. This crying girl has too many emotions accumulated in her heart, and it is rare for her to be released.
It's not easy being proud. After being crushed into the mud, it is even more difficult to struggle to get back up and regain the pride of the past.
Tan Jinxue patted Lu Ling's back like coaxing a child, and asked her to wipe all the tears from these years on her shoulders.
"Silly girl, you're not dirty," she said.
The "man" gently kissed Lu Ling's forehead softly without desire.
"You are a treasure."