After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me - Chapter 72
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After leaving the lounge for a while, Xie Ning suddenly wanted to call Ji Wenbin again.
He felt that he was having hallucinations.
Otherwise, how could he see Zhuang Yan slowly coming in from the corridor?
He heard that when people were exhausted to the extreme, imaginary people would appear in front of them. It was as if the dreams they had at night had come alive during the day. The person they were the most comfortable with would suddenly exist outside of their thoughts.
But Xie Ning knew it was impossible.
Zhuang Yan was now in the Film and Television City thousands of miles away, and may still be on the set, frowning at the actors.
Or perhaps behind the camera, adjusting the lens, lighting, and positioning without expression.
Xie Ning could clearly describe Zhuang Yan’s appearance on set in his mind. The number of times he went to visit was not counted, but it was enough for him to remember Zhuang Yan’s appearance.
He was not only painted on paper, but also in Xie Ning’s heart.
The Film and Television City was more than a thousand kilometers away, and it took several hours for Xie Ning to return by plane.
Therefore, the Zhuang Yan walking through the corridor in front of him could only be fake.
It was an illusion.
The fake Zhuang Yan was also very tall and handsome. He walked straight, the edge of his coat swaying twice with his unhurried pace.
Xie Ning raised his head, staring at him without turning his eyes.
The Zhuang Yan walked up to Xie Ning, his eyebrows moved, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Xie Ning’s peripheral vision saw his coat hang down quietly as he stopped.
Xie Ning wanted to reach out and hug him, but he dared not move. He was afraid that any one of his actions would break the illusion in front of him.
So he just stood quietly, his eyes fixed on Zhuang Yan’s face for a long time.
He did not move, but Zhuang Yan did.
He leaned down slightly and bent over and approached him.
Xie Ning closed his eyes the moment Zhuang Yan got close to him.
He felt that the dream was finally over, the illusion was going to disappear, and he was going to wake up.
The next second, he fell into a warm embrace.
Xie Ning thought this embrace was too real. Zhuang Yan’s hands clasped on his back were strong and powerful, and he could even feel the warmth of his palms.
It was as accurate as if he was being embraced by the real Zhuang Yan now.
Zhuang Yan sighed, and put his head on his shoulder dissatisfiedly: “How come you have no reaction to seeing me.”
The voice was deep and familiar.
Xie Ning’s first reaction was that he was even hearing voices?
But the illusion did not become fragments, and he did not wake up from his dream.
Xie Ning said stupidly: “This illusion is too long and too real, right?”
“What illusion.” Zhuang Yan laughed out loud, kissed him helplessly on the neck, and then said to his ear, “I’m back.”
Xie Ning was hugged for a while before he recovered and touched Zhuang Yan’s face in disbelief.
Zhuang Yan sneered: “Even my existence can be faked?”
Xie Ning said “Ah”.
He wanted to pinch himself, but he didn’t dare to under Zhuang Yan’s gaze. After a few seconds of silence, he asked, “Why are you back?”
Zhuang Yan looked at him and said bluntly: “I miss you.”
Xie Ning’s hand involuntarily grasped the hem of Zhuang Yan’s coat and said “Ah” again.
Zhuang Yan saw him wandering into the sky, and asked, “How about you?”
Xie Ning asked blankly: “What?”
Zhuang Yan squeezed the palm of his hand: “Did you miss me?”
“I did.” Xie Ning whispered, “I think about you every day.”
After he finished speaking, he felt that the sentence was too direct, so he blushed uncontrollably.
But he didn’t have any thoughts of taking it back, he wanted to tell Zhuang Yan that he missed him.
Zhuang Yan’s gaze deepened, but after falling on Xie Ning, it became restrained again.
After all, the corridor was not a private place and family members, doctors, and nurses could pass by at any time.
Zhuang Yan looked up and saw that behind Xie Ning was a lounge room.
He took Xie Ning’s hand, pushed the door in, glanced around, and found that the lounge was empty.
“Sorry.” His voice was low and solemn.
Xie Ning didn’t know what he was apologizing for, and before he could ask, he was pushed over the door.
Zhuang Yan trapped him in the corner between the door panel and the wall, and his tall figure leaned over: “I can’t help it.”
As soon as the voice fell, Xie Ning’s chin was pinched and lifted. Zhuang Yan lowered his head, and an irresistible kiss fell on Xie Ning’s lips.
The space was small and Zhuang Yan’s body blocked the light coming in and shrouded Xie Ning in his shadow.
This gave Xie Ning the illusion that he was being controlled by Zhuang Yan.
He kissed for a long time and didn’t stop until Xie Ning’s lips started to turn red.
Xie Ning responded by putting his hand around Zhuang Yan’s neck, raising his head, and kissing him one last time softly.
When they returned to the ward, Xie Ning’s lips were very unnaturally red, as if he had been severely ravaged.
Anyone who had some experience could guess what he had just experienced.
Not to mention that he entered the door holding Zhuang Yan’s hand.
He thought that there were only Uncle Zhong and Old Man Xie who had not woken up in the ward, so he didn’t do anything to cover up. After pushing the door in, he saw several doctors in white coats standing around the bed.
The stranger’s gazes made him subconsciously want to raise his hand to cover his mouth but felt that this action was too obvious, and halfway changed to clenching his fist against his lips, and coughing gently.
“What’s wrong?” He asked Uncle Zhong a little worried, “Is there something wrong with Grandpa?”
Uncle Zhong shook his head: “It’s just a routine physical examination.”
Xie Ning relaxed.
Uncle Zhong nodded and greeted Zhuang Yan next to him.
His expression was very calm as if Zhuang Yan’s presence here was a normal thing.
Xie Ning didn’t want to disturb the doctor, so he took Zhuang Yan to the side to talk: “When did you come here?”
“I took the plane first thing in the morning.” Zhuang Yan said.
Xie Ning had forgotten the time. But he knew that noon had passed when Zhunag Yan got off the plane and rushed to the hospital.
Xie Ning asked, “Have you eaten?”
Zhuang Yan shook his head: “No, but I’m not very hungry.”
There was nothing to eat in the ward, Xie Ning got up, picked a fruit from the fruit that was given by others, washed it, and handed it to Zhuang Yan: “Eat this first to fill your stomach.”
“I’m really not hungry.” Zhuang Yan said but still took it.
“You.. Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back?” Xie Ning asked again.
Zhuang Yan smiled: “I was in a hurry, and it was too late to send a message”
Xie Ning opened his eyes wide and looked at him hesitantly, with disbelief all over his face.
Zhuang Yan reluctantly explained: “Yesterday’s scenes were filmed until the morning. I went to the airport right after the filming. I was afraid that I could not catch the plane in time and disappoint you, so I didn’t tell you in advance.”
“How about when you were at the airport?”
“I was last to board the plane. As soon as I sat down I was asked to shut down my phone by the stewardess. I didn’t have time to tell you.” Zhuang Yan said slowly. “I couldn’t get through, so I just come directly.”
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, only to remember that he was talking on the phone with Ji Wenbin at that time.
He took out his cell phone and took a look, and there was indeed a missed call that he hadn’t noticed.
Zhuang Yan then leaned over to look at his mobile phone and said, “How about it, did my explanation pass?”
Xie Ning looked at it for a while, then asked, “Where’s your luggage?”
“I didn’t bring it.” Zhuang Yan smiled carelessly. “I was too rushed to organize.”
As he said so, he leaned in and kissed Xie Ning: “Everything is fine as long as I can come here.”
Xie Ning’s brain couldn’t process properly when he was kissed by Zhuang Yan, so it took him a long time to figure out how rushed Zhuang Yan actually was.
“Then you…” he frowned and asked, “Have not slept?”
Zhuang Yan let out an “En”.
Xie Ning’s eyebrows wrinkled as he looked at him with a calm face: “How long?”
Zhuang Yan thought for a while: “From yesterday to now, I haven’t closed my eyes.”
Xie Ning was taken aback and insisted that he go to rest first.
Zhuang Yan clasped their hands together and said in a deep voice, “Together.”
He put his fingers between Xie Ning’s fingers little by little: “Once you are by my side, I can sleep peacefully.”
Before Xie Ning could respond, Dr. Lin walked over and said to them, “The next checkup needs to be undisturbed by others.”
“Okay.” Zhuang Yan nodded, and then led Xie Ning out of the ward with interlocking fingers.
There were chairs for people to rest in the corridor. Uncle Zhong sat quietly with them for a while and said: “The inspection time is uncertain, sometimes it will last for several hours.”
Xie Ning: “Yeah.”
Uncle Zhong said to him again: “Why don’t you go back to rest and sleep?”
Xie Ning wanted to shake his head but suddenly seemed to think of something. He glanced at Zhuang Yan and nodded: “Then we’ll go back first.”
“Don’t worry.” Uncle Zhong said, “I’m here to watch the old man.”
“Thank you.” Xie Ning said.
The driver Wu Shu was waiting at the entrance of the hospital. Uncle Zhong arranged it in advance and called him temporarily.
Zhuang Yan thought it would take more than an hour to go back. He was hesitant to close his eyes and rest in the car for a while. He didn’t expect to arrive at their destination after only ten minutes.
When he got off the car, Zhuang Yan looked back at the strange neighborhood around him and glanced at Xie Ning: “You even have real estate here?”
He didn’t know if it was because of the cold outside but Xie Ning’s face turned red again.
He said, “It’s because it’s near the hospital.”
Zhuang Yan followed Xie Ning and was taken into the door by him, looking up for a moment.
This single-family residence had two and a half floors. The top half was a loft for groceries. The first floor was a kitchen, living room, study, and guest room.
On the second floor, there was an entire master bedroom with a huge cloakroom and bathroom. In the center of the bedroom was a large bed that could accommodate several people.
The unit was not as big and empty as the lakeside villa, but it was much larger than the exquisite single apartment. It was suitable for couples or newlyweds.
This house was the New Year gift from Father Xie to Xie Ning.
The house had been renovated a long time ago, and the furniture and daily necessities had also been delivered. It has long been in a state of being able to move in with just their bags.
It’s just that Xie Ning has never found a chance to move over.
Today, somehow, he brought Zhuang Yan over.
The excuse he used was very good. It was indeed very close to the hospital where Father Xie lived, but Xie Ning inexplicably had a guilty conscience, and his face was flushed even after entering the door.
Zhuang Yan entered the bathroom and looked at the two neatly arranged sets of toiletries, toothbrushes, and toothpaste that had not yet been opened. He seemed to realize something and smiled meaningfully.
He came out after washing his hands and asked Xie Ning, “Where do I sleep? The guest room or the master bedroom?”
The blush on Xie Ning’s face spread all the way to the base of his neck.
He said nothing and silently led Zhuang Yan to the master bedroom on the second floor.
Zhuang Yan closed the door with his hands and looked at Xie Ning, who was still shy in front of him, but not as evasive as before. He only felt soft to the bottom of his heart.
He couldn’t help pressing Xie Ning on the bed, his eyes were fiery and direct, with an aggressiveness that made Xie Ning a little scared.
“Ningning.” He shouted.
Xie Ning’s shoulders and waist were held in place by Zhuang Yan, and his body sank into the soft sheets as if trapped, unable to move.
In fact, Zhuang Yan’s strength was not great, it could even be said to be gentle.
But Xie Ning didn’t push him away, nor did he make other extra moves, as if he was willingly trapped by Zhuang Yan.
Xie Ning watched quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and hugged Zhuang Yan’s waist. This action was called a throwing hug and successfully made Zhuang Yan’s breathing short for a few seconds.
“You are here.” Xie Ning said, his voice hoarse as if crying.
He buried his head in Zhuang Yan’s chest and said muffledly: “You said to wait for you, so I have been waiting.”
Zhuang Yan looked down at him and said, “Well, I’m here.”
Xie Ning hugged him tightly: “I waited for you.”
The close kiss fell, like a response from Zhuang Yan. First to his soft hair, and then slowly headed down until every part of Xie Ning’s face was kissed by him one by one. It soon turned hot.
Compared with the previous fierce french kiss, Zhuang Yan’s kiss at this time was gentle and lingering.
Xie Ning raised his eyes in a trance and saw the shadows of the two overlap each other, as if they had merged into one, and would never separate.
For a moment, Xie Ning remembered what Ji Wenbin said, a warm and beautiful existence.
Xie Ning felt that something warmer and better than Zhuang Yan would probably not appear in his life.
He walked in a muddle-headed manner alone for so long in the dark, and after so many years his awaited day had come.
His love, his light, his warmth, and redemption finally came into his arms.
The curtains in the bedroom were not closed, so light came in, like a pair of gentle hands, gently touching every corner of the house.
And this exquisite, clean house seemed to have come alive because of this.
It seemed to have waited a long time quietly and silently.
And now, its owners were here.