Just after drinking half a glass of wine, Xia Yuanhang said he wanted to go back so Liang Xincheng felt very puzzled. After leaving the bar, Xia Yuanhang was not in a hurry to call a taxi. He grabbed Liang Xinchengâs hand and stuffed it into his down jacket pocket: âLetâs go for a walk.â
On a snowy night, there were few people on the road, and the neon lights in the distance flickered quietly. They walked forward side by side in silence, with their hands tightly clasped in their pockets never separated.
âDid you take the photo here last year?â
When Xia Yuanhang suddenly spoke up after stopping, Liang Xincheng froze for a moment and then laughed: âI forgot, this is the place. I just randomly took the photo.â
Xia Yuanhang looked at Liang Xincheng intently, before raising his hand to stroke the corners of his eyes, which were a little red from the cold wind, and hugged him into his arms with all his strength.
Liang Xincheng was taken aback; holding hands on the street was already out of ordinary, he did not expect Xia Yuanhang to suddenly hug him.
âItâs okay, paparazzis also celebrate the Chinese New Year and need to rest.â
Xia Yuanhang murmured softly, and Liang Xincheng was instantly happy. He raised his hand to encircle his waist and nuzzled his face against his: âWhatâs wrong with you? What did Tianqi tell you?â
âYou tell me the truthâ¦since when did you start liking me?â
Liang Xincheng let out an âahâ and said helplessly: âThat big mouth of He Tianqi must have sold me out. I should have known better than to bring you here.â
âXinchengâ¦â
âOkay, Iâll just say it,â Liang Xincheng sniffed. The secret that had been hidden for so many years was finally about to be said but the mood was unusually calm: âJust, during high schoolâ¦to be exact, when you graduate from the third year of high school.â
Xia Yuanhang let go of him, his eyes were full of distress and confusion: âWhy?â
Liang Xincheng lowered his head, and after a moment of silence he said: âItâs nothing really. Itâs just that you helped me once, and Iâve never been able to forget it.â
His parents died early. He grew up eating cold dishes. His health had not been very good and he developed late. Before he went to high school, he was thin and short. In addition, he was an orphan. He was always excluded by his classmates and had low self-esteem, so he was bullied a lot.
It was two days before his high school entrance examination. He was blocked in a dark alley behind the school by some high school thugs and was beaten and kicked by them because he couldnât give them any money. Fortunately, the senior fell from the sky to help him fight them off and gave him his school jacket, as his jacket had been torn, to wear, and then took him back to a relativeâs house where he was staying.
If it hadnât been for his seniorâs help, Liang Xincheng would have been beaten down and hospitalized and perhaps missed the high school entrance examination. He had been thinking about it all summer vacation, and finally at the opening ceremony of the first year of high school, he saw the senior who was speaking on behalf of senior students again. It turned out that his name was Xia Yuanhang, Liang Xincheng silently memorized the name, and this lasted for a full ten years.
As he listened to Liang Xinchengâs story, Xia Yuanhangâs heart was filled with sourness and heartache, and the long-ago vague memories gradually emerged in his mind. So that was Liang Xincheng? He still vaguely remembered how nervous he looked, sitting behind him when he was riding his bicycle, tugging cautiously at his shirt. Was that really Liang Xincheng?
âWhy didnât you come to see me afterward?â
âI did, ah.â Liang Xinchengâs voice was a little muffled. âIâve always wanted to give you back your school uniform. You were playing basketball on the playground that day, and many people were watching. I was too timid and had low self-esteem at that time. It took a long time to gather my courage before I called you when you were surrounded by people drinking water after playing the ball, but you took a look at me and went to talk to other people. You didnât remember meâ¦â
Xia Yuanhang closed his eyes sadly. When did that happen? He really didnât remember anything about it. When he was a student, he was really acting chuunibyou and hot-blooded; when he saw his schoolmates being bullied, he would help them out. To him, it was just a small thing, and maybe after bragging about it to his friends for a while, it was completely forgotten. He had indeed forgotten about it long after the summer. Not to mention, it was dark at that time and Liang Xinchengâs face was covered in dirt, so he really didnât remember what he looked like, so he didnât recognise Liang Xincheng when he approached him again.
At that time, he was admired by everyone and he was always the target of many juniors and juniors. Accustomed to being arrogant, he didnât bother to respond to the little boyâs advances, even though it might be the only time Liang Xincheng mustered up his courage at that time.
It turned out that he really had the chance to meet Liang Xincheng at that time, but unfortunately he had missed it in that one thoughtless moment.
Liang Xincheng touched the gumdrop in his pocket before peeling one and stuffing it into Xia Yuanhangâs mouth: âActually, I didnât like candy so much before. At that time, there was this kind of candy in the pocket of the school uniform you gave me, but I didnât return the school uniform to you and I ate the candy.â
âLittle fool,â Xia Yuanhang hugged him into his arms again: âHow can you be so sillyâ¦â
âIâm not stupid, I just like you,â Liang Xincheng muttered in a small voice. âBut now I find out that you donât like candy at all. That candy must not be yours, it was given to you by some girl, right?â
âI donât remember, it really wasnât mine. Maybe someone slipped it to me while I wasnât looking.â
âForget it, I donât care about this. Letâs go home.â
Xia Yuanhang stopped the taxi, and when he got in, he took Liang Xinchengâs waist and let him lean on his shoulder. He lowered his head and rubbed his lips against the soft hair on his forehead: âSo you chose this line of work because of me too?â
It wasnât that Xia Yuanhang was narcissistic, it was just that Liang Xincheng was too persistent. He simply couldnât imagine how Liang Xincheng had managed to survive these ten years, and what he thought of all the prejudice and indifference he had shown to him at the beginning. Would he be sad and disappointed when he heard the hurtful things he said to Ding Yao in the WeChat voice message?
âWell, actually, I didnât have much thought at the time. I just want to be closer to you, so I went to the set to look for opportunities since my freshman year. â
âWhy didnât you go to film school?â
âHow can I get in? Itâs impossible to get into film school without training, ba. Itâs not like Iâm a naturally talented actor like Teacher Xie.â
âHave you ever been bullied after that?â
Liang Xincheng shook his head: âAfter I started my second year of high school I started to grow taller and I could win fights. The class teacher at that time also was very nice and caring, no classmates bullied me anymore.â
âYou said you used to be timid and had low self-esteem?â
âWhen I was studying, I was quite timid. When I went to university, I went to work on a film set and saw a lot of people of all kinds, so I grew out of it. I got thicker skin, I couldnât help it.â
Xia Yuanhang thought back on why he was so prejudiced against Liang Xincheng in the first place. Apart from believing those rumors and misunderstanding his relationship with the companyâs president, he also felt that he was hypocritical and slutty because when he saw him being molested by the assistant director, he was still smiling. However, in fact, that was just Liang Xinchengâs bowing down and forbearance in order to survive. His bottom line and persistence were always there.
Liang Xincheng had experienced so many bad things, but he had never been stained by the so-called big dye vat. He had grown up and was strong, and his essence was still the good boy who sat on the back seat of the bicycle and carefully tugged him. Persistence and determination, the most valuable things that belonged to him, had never changed.
âWhy didnât you ever tell me?â
âI donât want to put too much pressure on you; weâre together because we want to be together. I donât want to make it seem like you owe me something. Those ten years are my own choice. You donât need to take it to heart.â
âFoolâ¦â