The author has something to say: Mu mu da ＾3＾ here comes the second update~
On the day of Mu Chengguang’s birthday, he was filled with anticipation. Shuichang handed him a gift box and said, “Happy birthday.”
The gift box was quite heavy. Mu Chengguang asked, “Thank you, Teacher Nan. Can I open it?”
Shuichang shook his head mysteriously, “I think it’s better to open it before sleeping.”
This made Mu Chengguang even more excited; while having a candlelit dinner, he couldn’t stop thinking about his gift.
“Focus on your meal; the gift won’t run away,” Shuichang teased as he took Mu Chengguang’s plate and cut the steak into bite-sized pieces. “Want me to feed you?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Mu Chengguang nodded vigorously.
Shuichang chuckled and actually started feeding him.
Mu Chengguang finished eating, his face flushed, feeling happier than ever before.
However, this sense of happiness only lasted until bedtime. Under Shuichang’s encouraging gaze, Mu Chengguang carefully opened the gift box.
Mu Chengguang exclaimed, “!”
Shuichang smiled, “What’s wrong? Are you too surprised?”
Mu Chengguang gritted his teeth and pulled out a stack of books from the gift box, saying, “Yes, I really am too surprised.”
Shuichang replied, “Looks like I didn’t choose wrong. Every night before bed from now on, I’ll read a passage to you. What do you think?”
Mu Chengguang hesitated, “…Okay.” He felt like crying, T^T.
To address the topics of the gay community that Mu Chengguang accidentally mentioned last week, Shuichang specially ordered all the political textbooks from first year to senior year online, including Marx, Lenin, Mao Zedong, and Deng Xiaoping, none missing.
He planned to study every day, not believing Mu Chengguang could still turn bad.
Two days after Mu Chengguang’s birthday, Shuichang suddenly received a call from Mu Baichun.
Mu Baichun said, “Yu, Chengguang is too busy with work. It seems you don’t have time to travel abroad. If you’re free today, why not come to my villa to hang out?”
It was unclear how Mu Chengguang was talking to him on WeChat. Mu Baichun had turned overly sweet in his address. Compared to that, he still preferred Mu Chengguang calling him Teacher Nan.
However, it was true that Chengguang had been working late every day for the past few days; it seemed inseparable from Mu Baichun.
Shuichang’s expression turned serious, but his tone remained gentle, “Alright.”
At five in the afternoon, Shuichang dressed up, his appearance significantly improved. Mu Baichun personally came to pick him up, and when he saw Shuichang, he nearly gasped.
What caught his attention was that Shuichang was wearing light colors today. When he tilted his head and smiled, he resembled a warm winter sun, his handsome features filled with gentle waves.
Shuichang opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Noticing the amazement in Mu Baichun’s eyes, he laughed lightly, “Baichun, it’s only been a few days since we last met. Why do you look like you don’t recognize me?”
Mu Baichun frowned, “Didn’t we agree you’d call me Chun? Calling me Baichun feels too distant.”
“…Chun.” Shuichang complied.
Mu Baichun smiled, “That’s more like it. Yu, many stars, directors, and producers will come to my house tonight. Stay close to me, and I’ll introduce you to them.”
Shuichang’s eyes revealed his concerns, a hint of melancholy shimmering in them, “But I’m already quite old; it might not be appropriate.”
Mu Baichun’s tone raised a notch, “How is it inappropriate? If I say you’re suitable, then you are. They’re all my friends; I’ll give you some face. Also, if you don’t mention your age, who can tell? The beauty gifted to you by heaven means you’re destined to be in the spotlight. Moreover,” he realized he was getting too excited and tried to calm down, “you know how high actors’ salaries can be. Just filming a drama can easily earn you millions.”
Mu Baichun spoke as if it were easy. If it were someone naive, they might be swayed instantly.