Extra 4: An Jing x Lu Yuqi (2)
“Oh my god, who is this? This poster is way too handsome,” An Jing marveled, his gaze shifting from the poster to the albums, magazines, and other items arranged on the bookshelf. “Isn’t this the first album I released the year I debuted? And this one, this was incredibly hard to get, a lot of these were limited edition. And this magazine is from years ago…”
“I had no idea… our Qiqi loves me this much…”
Lu Yuqi was so embarrassed his face flushed crimson. He could only cover his awkwardness by shouting, roaring fiercely, “Say one more word and I’ll rip your mouth off! Get out!”
“Hey, don’t. I’m not done looking.”
“No looking!”
Lu Yuqi grew frantic and lunged, trying to snatch the album from his hand. An Jing quickly dodged back, his shoulder bumping into a figurine on the bookshelf.
With a sharp smash, the figurine fell to the floor.
Both of them froze, their gazes dropping to the ground.
It was a Q-version ceramic figurine of An Jing, now smashed to pieces. The head had broken clean off the body, looking utterly tragic.
An Jing remembered this figurine. It was a limited-edition item from his birthday two years ago. Only a hundred were made, each with his authentic signature. It was incredibly hard to get, priceless.
He never thought Lu Yuqi would have actually managed to snag one.
He shifted his gaze to Lu Yuqi and couldn’t help but freeze. The younger man was staring at the shattered figurine, his eyes already turning red. An Jing immediately panicked. “I’m sorry…”
“An! Jing! You bastard, pay me back for my stuff!!” The young man shot him a furious glare, then crouched down to pick up the pieces, which were impossible to put back together.
An Jing swallowed nervously. Crap, I’ve really pissed my Qiqi off this time.
He quickly crouched down to help, but Lu Yuqi slapped his hand away before he could touch anything. He pulled his hand back, carefully observing the young man’s dark expression. “Don’t be mad, it was an accident. How about I compensate you with a new one?”
Lu Yuqi ignored him. “Hah.”
An Jing wanted to laugh helplessly. “Are you really going to be mad at me over a figurine when you have me, the real person? Don’t tell me the figurine is more important than me?”
Lu Yuqi glanced at him. “You’re not as cute as it is.”
An Jing: “…”
“It took me a ton of effort to get this figurine back then.” Lu Yuqi looked at the pile of ceramic shards in his hands with heartache, his eyes downcast as he muttered, “Of course it’s not as important as you. It’s only because it’s your figurine that I…”
Damn it! Why am I saying such sappy things?
Lu Yuqi frowned in annoyance. “Forget it, it’s broken, it’s broken… Hey, what are you doing!” His hands were still full of shards when the man suddenly pulled him into an embrace. He was caught completely off guard.
An Jing held him tightly, his eyes soft with a gentle smile as he spoke earnestly into his ear, “Lu Yuqi, I’m truly grateful that you like me so much. And at the same time, I feel so lucky that you’re the one who likes me.”
Lu Yuqi froze, feeling the man’s embrace, his warmth, and the hot breath that tickled his skin as he spoke. His heart couldn’t help but speed up a few beats, his cheeks burning.
He liked An Jing. He liked him a lot, a lot.
It was because of An Jing that he’d tested into the Nancheng Film Academy. It was because of An Jing that he’d joined “Tomorrow’s Stars.” And it was because of An Jing that he had decided to join the cast of “Legend of Kyushu” without hesitation.
Back then, he thought just seeing him on the show occasionally would be enough. Even just exchanging a few words was enough to make him secretly happy for half the day. But people are greedy; they can never be satisfied with the present.
Later, he hoped they could become ordinary friends. And later still, he hoped An Jing could like him back…
So, when An Jing confessed to him over the phone, he was truly happy, ecstatic. An Jing liked him. Even if he didn’t know how deep that “like” was or how long it would last… he had no regrets. Even if they ended up breaking up, he would never regret being with An Jing.
The man lowered his head and kissed the young man’s earlobe. “Lu Yuqi,” he whispered, “from now on, you have to keep liking me. And I… I have to like you just a little bit more than you like me.” He finished with a low chuckle. “Otherwise, you’d be getting the short end of the stick.”
Lu Yuqi was silent, unsure what to say, but his heart was pounding faster and faster.
The Arrogant King was great at cursing people out, but he had no idea how to handle a touching moment like this. He opened his mouth, and after a long moment, finally managed a single word: “Okay.”
He was truly greedy. Just a moment ago, he was thinking that just being liked by An Jing for a little while was enough. But now, that wasn’t enough. He wanted An Jing to like him, to love him, for a lifetime.
Lu Yuqi: “An Jing.”
An Jing: “Hmm?”
Lu Yuqi: “We have to be together forever, okay?”
“Mm, of course.” An Jing looked at the person before him, his eyes full of deep affection, and slowly leaned in…
Lu Yuqi: “So, can you let me go now? My hands are getting sore from holding this.”
He was still holding the “corpse” of the Q-version An Jing.
An Jing: “…”
“You have ten seconds to put that stuff down. I’m going to kiss you.”
For once, the Arrogant King didn’t argue. He just said “oh,” placed the ceramic shards on the desk, then turned, hooked his arms around the man’s neck, and initiated a kiss, tilting his head up.
This little puppy… An Jing’s eyes crinkled with a smile. He wrapped his arms around the young man’s waist, cupped the back of his head, and shifted from passive to active, gradually deepening the kiss.
“Little bro, can I borrow your charging cable? My phone’s at one percent, it’s an emergency…”
Lu Sheng rushed in, pushing the door open, only to be confronted with the R-rated scene inside. He blinked blankly, then quickly threw his hands over his eyes. “I didn’t see anything!”
An Jing coughed awkwardly.
“What? Never seen people kiss before?” Lu Yuqi found a charging cable in his drawer and tossed it to Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng immediately bowed in gratitude, fumbling his way out with his eyes still closed.
“Ah… I’m blind, I can’t see a thing!”
“Damn it! My phone just died anyway!”
An Jing: “…My future brother-in-law is pretty amusing.”
Lu Yuqi: “He’s two years younger than you.”
An Jing: “…”
That was entirely unnecessary. Really.
Lu Yuqi: “So, are we still kissing?”
An Jing: “We are! I’m going to kiss your mouth raw!”
This time, I’ll really have to show you the stamina of an “old man”!
As a result, at lunch, Lu-dada and Lu-mama stared at their younger son’s slightly broken lip with extremely strange expressions. Their gazes toward An Jing were also… peculiar.
“Why are you two looking at me? Not eating?”
“Ahem… eating, we’re eating.”
“An Jing, eat up. Try your auntie’s cooking.”
“Okay!”
Lu Sheng grumbled silently in his heart. Big Brother An was pretty intense. His little brother, that spicy cabbage, had been thoroughly eaten.
Brine sets tofu; one thing truly conquers another.
That afternoon, An Jing said goodbye to the Lu family. As he settled into the car, he let out a long sigh of relief, his hand trembling as he stuck a cigarette between his lips. He had finally won over his future in-laws.
Mm, not bad. His acting skills had improved.
Before leaving, he also took the broken figurine. It took him several days of gluing it back home, but he finally managed to piece the thing back together.
Mm… it was just a bit ugly.
Honestly, how could a figurine be better looking than the real me, he thought.
When Lu Yuqi received the re-glued figurine, he couldn’t bear to look at it. The head was glued on crooked, making it look rather terrifying. He hid it in a corner to gather dust.
Now that he had the real person, this ugly thing was useless.
Not long after, An Jing joined a very popular domestic variety show called “Four Seasons, Three Meals.”
It was a countryside lifestyle reality show with five permanent guests. The guests left the bustling city to live in a small, rustic village, where they had to be self-sufficient, earning their food and money by farming and completing tasks.
The show was broadcast as it was being filmed. The first episode aired halfway through production and was incredibly popular.
Because An Jing was on this show, Lu Yuqi tuned in on time for the premiere. He started out with some anticipation, but the more he watched, the angrier he got.
The guests were three men and two women. Besides An Jing, the other four were Qin He, Ma Yutao, Han Yun’er, and Liang Meiman.
Lu Yuqi recognized Qin He and Han Yun’er; both were main actors from “Legend of Kyushu,” playing the noble young master Xie Xinghe and the foreign girl Nan Li, respectively.
Ma Yutao was the oldest of the group, a veteran actor in his fifties.
But none of them were the problem. The problem was this Liang Meiman.
Liang Meiman was a fairly popular actress in the industry. She was beautiful, and her acting wasn’t bad. Two years ago, she had co-starred in a movie with An Jing and had unilaterally hyped up a CP with him, starting relationship rumors.
Rumors were one thing, but this Liang Meiman’s behavior on the variety show was clearly intentional, and it made Lu Yuqi’s temper flare.
From the moment the guests met, Liang Meiman snuck up behind An Jing, covered his eyes, and cooed, “Guess who I am?”
When they were cooking, she made a dish and insisted An Jing try it, personally feeding it to him with her chopsticks.
At dinner, she deliberately scooted closer to An Jing, then “accidentally” grabbed the wrong cup and drank his water.
When doing tasks, she insisted on being in An Jing’s group, only to act helpless, claiming she couldn’t do anything, and then wheedled An Jing into doing her work for her.
Some fans even started shipping the Liang Meiman and An Jing CP. They even had a ship name: Liangchen Meijing.
…
Lu Yuqi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Don’t be angry, don’t be angry…
Damn it! I’m so angry!
Just then, a call came in from An Jing.
Perfect. All the fire he’d been holding in now had a place to go. Lu Yuqi forcefully swiped to answer. “Spit it out, fast!”
An Jing was clearly used to his explosive temper and could even tease him calmly, “Yo, what’s wrong? Who pissed off my Qiqi baby?”
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