Part 2
Jiang Shulu: “It’s normal not to want to communicate with people. A lot of times I think…”
Jiang Shulu paused again.
The car continued to drive forward. Tang Yue’s phone kept popping up with group chat messages; Liu Xichao was arguing online with Yao Lixin again.
It was all a bombardment of confessions.
It caused the notification sounds of both Tang Yue’s and Jiang Shulu’s phones to rise and fall in succession.
Tang Yue: “Think what?”
Jiang Shulu: “Think it would be great if you only communicated with me.”
This sentence sounded quite relaxed.
After Jiang Shulu and Tang Yue got together, when the two were alone, their tone would also sound very much like each other.
Once, Liu Xichao accidentally overheard and felt it was overly mushy, feeling that these two falling in love belonged to a state of collective intelligence degradation.
But unexpectedly, it was very sweet.
Tang Yue: “Does that mean you want to tie me up?”
Jiang Shulu almost couldn’t catch his breath.
Tang Yue laughed again. He turned his face sideways, looking at the driving man in the morning light filtering through the car window.
From the hands gripping the steering wheel to Jiang Shulu’s shoulders, then to his cheeks.
His gaze seemed to scan substantially several times. Just as Jiang Shulu was about to speak, he preempted: “We can try next time.”
Jiang Shulu: “I meant…”
Tang Yue: “I know, Shulu-ge likes me very much.”
Tang Yue: “I won’t have anyone else either. But San-ge said cohabitating easily leads to a loss of freshness. I think we can…”
Jiang Shulu: “Listen to him less. He and Little Uncle are together less often than they are apart. We are different.”
Tang Yue: “But I have to go abroad to shoot the MV after the concert ends. Shulu-ge can’t go with me, right?”
Jiang Shulu: “I ca…”
Tang Yue: “You still have to take care of Xiao Mie.”
Jiang Shulu: “Alright.”
Tang Yue: “Only ‘Alright’? Can’t Shulu-ge fight for it a bit? I will miss you every day.”
After saying this, he felt he was being a bit thick-skinned, but it actually made Jiang Shulu laugh.
Jiang Shulu: “I say I’ll go, you say no good. I say I won’t go, also no good.”
He sighed. “Much like the Xiao Yue from last night.”
Tang Yue’s brain conjured up the unreasonable version of himself saying ‘too fast is no good’ and ‘too slow is also no good.’
He coughed, lowering his voice. “That time was different.”
After Tang Yue spoke, he felt it was actually about the same; anyway, it all meant wanting Jiang Shulu.
He stammered an explanation. Finally, the car stopped, and Jiang Shulu kissed his forehead.
Tang Yue looked at him. Jiang Shulu: “Not getting out? I’ll accompany you to practice dancing today. Leixin was right, your dance isn’t that hard, is it?”
Tang Yue: “Too many backup dancers, so dizzy.”
Jiang Shulu: “You won’t feel that way when you sing.”
Tang Yue: “I want to look at you.”
Jiang Shulu: “I’m a VVIP in the first row, of course you can see me.”
Tang Yue: “In my heart, you are a super VVVIP, the kind that can be eaten by me.”
In the elevator, besides Jiang Shulu, there was Liu Xichao who had just come up.
They all took the executive elevator. Liu Xichao got on from the first floor and heard this sentence as soon as he entered, instantly feeling a toothache.
He looked at Jiang Shulu, then at Tang Yue, and asked, “Eaten how?”
Tang Yue surprisingly didn’t get shy. Instead, he smiled at Liu Xichao. “Does San-ge not understand?”
Liu Xichao said heartbrokenly, “Our baby Xiao Yue has really grown up.”
Tang Yue: “I even have a child!”
Liu Xichao wrapped his arm around Tang Yue, asking with his back to Jiang Shulu, “Then if you could do it all over again, and you weren’t brainwashed by that dream, would you choose to have a romance within the team with Jiang Shulu?”
Tang Yue glanced at Jiang Shulu in the elevator mirror. He wasn’t much different from the one Tang Yue saw at first glance all those years ago.
But the liking didn’t seem to diminish because they were together. Every day when he opened his eyes and before he closed them, it was this person.
He could only repeat the liking.
Tang Yue nodded. “I definitely would.”
“It’s just that I would be very sorry to the fans and the team.”
Liu Xichao: “So confident that Jiang Shulu could be snagged by you back then?”
Tang Yue tilted his head to look at Jiang Shulu.
He asked, “Didn’t Ge feel different the first time you saw me?”
Jiang Shulu nodded.
Liu Xichao regretted asking this question.
The only one hurt was himself.
Jiang Shulu: “Xiao Yue is so good, who wouldn’t like him?”
Liu Xichao sighed. “Tang Yue, stop smiling, you’re dying of smugness, aren’t you?”
Tang Yue: “If it weren’t for San-ge being here, I would definitely kiss him.”
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Liu Xichao left in a hurry, bumping into Yao Lixin, who asked what was wrong.
Liu Xichao: “Can’t stand this stinking couple. I daren’t imagine if it really was an in-group romance back then, would we have been choked to death every day.”
Tang Yue looked at Jiang Shulu: “Would we?”
Jiang Shulu took off Tang Yue’s scarf for him. “Probably. After all, you were always looking at me.”
Tang Yue: “And you?”
Jiang Shulu: “Probably would have taken you to a dark place to steal a kiss or something.”
Tang Yue’s studio updated the concert progress every day.
Many former Away fans also liked to camp out to see if the studio would release some behind-the-scenes footage. Previous videos had captured scenes of the four of them training.
— Day after tomorrow is the concert! They’ve been rehearsing continuously these past few days. Wonder if the official account will release some rehearsal videos!
— Someone anonymously said the stage design team is also the original crew! Looking forward to it fiercely!
— Might as well go check Yao Lixin’s Weibo for highlights; he’s actually doing commentary.
Liu Xichao was very busy with work, plus he was about to join a cast, so there was all kinds of special training.
Horse riding in the morning, dancing practice in the afternoon; he looked somewhat emaciated.
Yao Lixin teased that he could finally fit into the debut outfit from eight years ago, and the two almost started wrestling right there on the rehearsal stage.
Tang Yue silently stood beside Jiang Shulu, using his phone to record.
When Liu Xichao turned to look, he quickly stuffed the phone into Jiang Shulu’s hand, pretending it was the other’s doing.
Jiang Shulu: …
But he still took the blame.
The result was that when Tang Yue finished his solo rehearsal and was exhausted, he stood there reaching out toward Jiang Shulu off-stage, signaling for Jiang Shulu to come over. This was recorded.
Many fans who came attracted by the fame first heard the noisy ambient sound, then Yao Lixin’s tut-tutting.
In the frame, Jiang Shulu walked past. The protagonist of the concert dragged his legs to the edge of the stage, looking exhausted, forehead covered in sweat.
Neither of them spoke. Tang Yue just naturally opened his arms, looking like he was about to fall from above, but was firmly and steadily caught by Jiang Shulu and carried away.
Yao Lixin, who was recording the video, sighed and groaned, even nudging Liu Xichao who was standing aside with his elbow. “What are your thoughts?”
Liu Xichao: “Envious. My old man can’t do that.”
His tone was truly mean. If Yao Lixin hadn’t seen Jiang He carry Liu Xichao away before, he might have really believed that the big boss fit the sickly, gloomy look of his appearance.
The camera was still filming Tang Yue and Jiang Shulu.
These two were really oblivious to others. Jiang Shulu handed Tang Yue water, and after watching him drink, wanted to hand him a tissue.
Tang Yue shook his head and leaned in, clearly meaning for Jiang Shulu to wipe it for him.
Jiang Shulu refused, but Tang Yue leaned in again, and then was embraced, back facing the camera.
No matter how you looked at it, it was an atmosphere of playing hard to get, a world of their own. Completely different from the unfamiliar vibe of the Captain and the youngest member when Away first debuted.
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