Lin Qiong looked at Wang Cheng in shock, as if he had been electrocuted, "What you said..."
Wang Cheng looked at him and swallowed his saliva.
"It seems to make sense."
"That's right!" Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and patted the other person's shoulder, "Have a good rest tonight, and be prepared to work tomorrow."
"Okay." Lin Qiong nodded.
After the other person left, Lin Qiong took a shower and got into bed with his phone.
There was no missed call, not even a message. In his subconscious, he thought the other person would call or send a message.
The more Lin Qiong thought about it, the more he felt it wasn't worth it. Yet, he was angry.
He did the laundry and cooked for Fu Xingyun, always thinking about him. In the end, the other person's legs recovered, and he didn't plan to tell him. Instead, he collaborated with doctors and nurses to put on a show.
Lin Qiong threw his phone aside, wrapped himself in a white down comforter, and started to sleep with his head buried.
----
Late at night, the villa was brightly lit. Fu Xingyun sat on the sofa with his phone, which he had been holding for an entire afternoon.
Countless times, he thought about calling Lin Qiong, but he didn't know what to say to him.
Finally, a call from Qin Heng broke the silence. Fu Xingyun answered with a restless tone, "What's the matter?"
Qin Heng: "We have negotiations with the Fu family tomorrow. Just wanted to let you know in advance."
"Understood."
It had been almost half a year since Fu Xingyun recovered. Qin Heng knew him better than anyone else, and even he truly didn't expect him to make the Fu family fall so quickly.
Qin Heng's message was delivered so he said, "Okay, I'll hang up."
"Wait."
The other person was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Fu Xingyun fell silent for a moment, "Something happened."
"What happened?"
He took a deep breath, "He found out that I can stand up."
"Lin Qiong?"
"Who else?"
Qin Heng was somewhat surprised, "Did you tell him yourself?"
"He found out on his own."
Qin Heng: "So, what did he say?"
Fu Xingyun thought about the expression Lin Qiong showed when he found out he could stand up today, "He didn't say anything, just left without any reaction."
"Did he run away from home?"
"He left for work."
"..."
Qin Heng said calmly, "Then what are you worried about? He didn't run away."
"I don't know what to tell him now."
Qin Heng, experienced as always, said, "Stick to my previous advice. Tell him your feelings as soon as possible. That way, he won't run away."
"Then I'll call him now."
"Don't call him. Isn't it more effective to say these things face to face?"
Qin Heng remembered the playful confession phone call from the past, which had caused his wife to be sad for a long time. Now, thinking about it, he felt quite self-blaming.
Fu Xingyun didn't understand this, and he didn't know what the other person meant by the "effect."
Qin Heng explained, "You are both holding phones, thousands of miles apart, unable to see each other or know each other's emotions. Confessing such things over the phone is hasty and careless."
Fu Xingyun thought about it and realized that it might not be appropriate. Then he tentatively asked, "Should I wait until he comes back?"
"That works too."
After hanging up the phone, the Qin Heng looked proud. The friend next to him was curious, "What's going on? Why do you look so proud?"
Qin Heng modestly waved his hand, "Nothing, just helping someone with emotional issues."
The friend clearly was stunned, "Fu Xingyun?!"
Qin Heng nodded, indeed, it was him.
The friend was speechless for a moment and finally came up with, "How desperate must he be to find you for emotional support."
Qin Heng widened his eyes, "What's wrong with me?!"
The friend clarified, "I didn't mean you, I meant the other person being desperate."
"You said that he's desperate, isn't that mocking me?!"
The friend helplessly looked at him, "I'm afraid of telling the truth, you won't like it."
"Just speak up."
"Your wife left you, so seeking emotional counseling from you can be considered surprising."
Qin Heng: "..."
Great.
Seeing that the other person's face didn't look good, the friend quickly added, "It means the other person sees you as a true brother, genuinely trusting you."
Qin Heng: ...
Thank you, I feel so comforted.
----
Lin Qiong was awakened by the alarm clock. Then, he went to the film studio with Wang Cheng, entered the studio, and waited for the stylist.
Because he had gone to sleep late the previous night, Lin Qiong was still a bit drowsy now. When the stylist arrived, he sat in the designated chair in a daze.
He knew that styling for celebrities took a long time. He could take advantage of this time to rest.
However, to his surprise, before the chair even warmed up, the stylist was done. "Alright, go change your clothes."
Lin Qiong felt his head being styled quickly. Just as he was about to ask if that was it, he lifted his head and saw a familiar face.
The stylist responsible for the character's makeup in the drama said, "Hi~"
Oh, that's fine.
Still the familiar routine.
After changing into his clothes, Lin Qiong came out, and the stylist's eyes lit up. His face was very clean, and the elegant clothes suited him perfectly.
The stylist looked at Lin Qiong with satisfaction, intending to praise him, but the next moment, he saw Lin Qiong dive headfirst into the couch.
The stylist was startled, "Don't sleep! It will mess up the styling."
Lin Qiong squinted at her, "It's okay."
The stylist was surprised, "How is it okay? I still have other tasks to do, and I don't have time to re-style you."
"It's okay, I have time." Saying that, he skillfully styled his own hair.
Stylist: ...
Lin Qiong slept in the rest area for a while before being awakened by Wang Cheng to start working.
As usual, the main actor went on stage first, interacting with the host before Lin Qiong and the other supporting roles joined.
When Bai Ying and Qin Wei Chu went on stage, the cheers were deafening, even to the point of lifting the roof. The event was being live-streamed, just like before. Lin Qiong checked his phone and couldn't read the comments due to the overwhelming number.
Watching the interaction on stage end, the host began to introduce the supporting role, and only then did Lin Qiong start moving forward.
"Lin! Qiong!!!"
Lin Qiong was startled by the loud voice as he took the first step.
"Lin Qiong!! Look at me!!"
"Big Brother, my childhood friend, Big Brother, you're the best!!!"
"Lin Qiong!!! I like you!!!"
Gradually, the cheers for Lin Qiong in the venue grew louder, a scene that even the production team hadn't anticipated.
Lin Qiong was dumbfounded, being adored by so many people for the first time.
"Lin Qiong! I like you!!!"
"Lin Qiong! I like you!!!"
One girl, who looked like a high school student, raised a light board with Lin Qiong's name and shouted frantically. Lin Qiong, feeling concerned that she might strain her voice, picked up the microphone and said to the girl, "I like myself too."
The girl, who had frozen while swinging the light board, seemed deeply moved and wanted to express her admiration.
The next moment, the person on stage continued, "I also like myself!!!"
The girl: ...
-Barrage Comments-
"Hahaha, I knew this guy was a comedian."
"Lin Qiong: Don't like me, I only like myself."
"Lin Qiong, can you let me borrow your thick face? Otherwise, don't force me to kneel down and beg you."
"Hahaha, my mouth hasn't closed since he came out."
"Oh my god, I also like myself, hahaha."
"He's really handsome, and he's really funny too."
"Does he really only like men? Can't he give me a chance?"
-
Lin Qiong stood on the stage, interacting with other artists.
The host on the side spoke, "Lin Qiong, introduce yourself."
"Sure." Lin Qiong nodded and took the microphone. "Hello, everyone, I'm Lin Qiong."
Lin Qiong briefly introduced his role, and the host remarked, "Lin Qiong, there must be some meaning behind today's outfit, very elegant."
Lin Qiong was stunned, "No."
The host also paused and continued, "Then, how did you choose this outfit? There must be a reason."
"Borrowed from a sponsor." Lin Qiong smiled brightly. "It's free."
"..."
-Barrage Comments-
"Hahaha, oh my god!"
"Shut up, Lin Qiong, with your mouth closed, you're the most handsome guy in the whole venue!"
"A perfectly handsome guy, how did he end up with a mouth."
"Lin Qiong: If you ask me about the clothes, then let me show off a bit, it didn't cost me anything!"
"Darn, why do I sense a hint of pride in his expression."
"Lin Qiong: I never spend money on these things."
"Our role model."
-
The event lasted for two hours. After it ended, Lin Qiong saw Wang Cheng frantically checking his phone.
Curious, Lin Qiong asked, "What's going on?"
Wang Cheng said, "Check the barrage again."
He lifted his phone in front of Lin Qiong. "See that? These are all your fans."
Looking at the densely packed barrage on the screen, Lin Qiong swallowed nervously.
----
After three days, Lin Qiong, on the plane, thought about what to say to Fu Xingyun after seeing him.
When he reached the home entrance, he hesitated for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath and walked in with his suitcase.
Hearing the footsteps, Fu Xingyun stood up abruptly, staring at Lin Qiong with his eyes fixed.
Lin Qiong was stunned. Compared to the hurried meetings last time, now he could clearly and soberly look at the man in front of him.
His gaze involuntarily fell on the man's legs.
Fu Xingyun reached out and took the suitcase from Lin Qiong's hand.
The two locked eyes.
"I have something to say to you."
"I have something to say to you."
Fu Xingyun and Lin Qiong were both stunned, saying in unison, "You go first."
Lin Qiong scratched his head, "I'll go first."
Fu Xingyun looked at him, "Okay."
Lin Qiong said, "Do you have time now?"
Without hesitation, the man replied, "Yes."
Lin Qiong hesitated, "Well, um, your legs are better now, since you have time, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get a divorce."
Fu Xingyun's face instantly darkened.
Seeing the downturn in his expression, Lin Qiong quickly spoke, "Getting a divorce certificate costs only nine yuan. I can treat you."