wavenovel Chapter 114 The Bed Was Changed
Chapter 114 The Bed Was Changed
in the room.
Xie Lingzhou opened the shoe cabinet as if he knew exactly what to do, but found that his pair of slippers were gone.
But that's okay, because there are no other people's slippers in the shoe cabinet, only disposable ones.
Xie Lingzhou was about to put on a pair of shoes when he heard Jiang Haochen say, "No need to change your shoes."
Xie Lingzhou was taken aback.
Jiang Haochen: "I let you in because it's inconvenient outside, but actually we probably don't have much to talk about."
Xie Lingzhou gave a bitter smile: "Achen, you're still angry. But it's understandable that you're angry; I was indeed wrong back then."
In the past, Jiang Haochen would have felt very sorry for Xie Lingzhou if he had seen him showing weakness like this, but now, Jiang Haochen only felt a complicated sense of things having changed.
Jiang Haochen: "If you're here to apologize, there's absolutely no need. Actually, you were right back then; even if you're lovers, you can't ask your partner to give up their career."
Xie Lingzhou was overjoyed. He knew that Achen could understand him. The opportunity had been so good, and Achen had already passed the critical period. With so many people taking care of him, he didn't need to be by his side.
"Ah Chen." Xie Lingzhou excitedly went up to hug Jiang Haochen.
Jiang Haochen took a step back and dodged him.
Xie Lingzhou was somewhat disappointed. He glanced at the furnishings in the room; nothing had changed much, and no one had moved in. He thought of how much Jiang Haochen liked him, yet he was still angry: "So, you're still blaming me after all."
Jiang Haochen: "What's past is past."
Xie Lingzhou: "You must be tired after just getting off the plane, so I won't bother you. Anyway, we'll have plenty of time later."
Jiang Haochen frowned, but Xie Lingzhou had already turned and left, so he didn't say anything more.
He hadn't considered getting back together with Xie Lingzhou, but Xie Lingzhou's presence still made him somewhat irritable and uncomfortable. After a while, Jiang Haochen began packing his luggage, and by the time he finished, it was already past nine o'clock.
He looked up at the ceiling. He was supposed to have a hot night, but... Jiang Haochen felt it wasn't appropriate for him to go upstairs at this time.
He didn't want his emotions to affect the kitten, but considering the kitten's obedient nature, he knew it might keep waiting if he didn't go. So he took out his phone and sent Chi Yuan a message: "{I'm a little tired, so I won't go up. You should get some sleep.}"
Chi Yuan quickly replied: {Okay.}
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Upstairs, Chi Yuan saw the message but wasn't too surprised.
From the moment Mr. Jiang told him to go upstairs first, he knew that Mr. Jiang probably wouldn't be coming up tonight. He and Xie Lingzhou probably had a lot to talk about, and if they were to get back together, perhaps Mr. Jiang would bring up the matter of terminating the contract when he woke up tomorrow morning.
No, he probably won't even talk to me personally; he'll have Assistant Chen do it instead.
Has this day finally come?
From the moment the contract was signed, Chi Yuan had anticipated this day and had been preparing for it. But why, now that the day is almost here, does he still feel so anxious and sad?
A notification popped up on my phone, breaking the silence in the room.
This is from Li Weiran: {Although I don't know if you'll see this, remember, you have a magazine shoot tomorrow, you'll be in public, so be careful not to leave any marks in conspicuous places, especially your neck.}
Chi Yuan replied: {Okay.}
Li Weiran: {Also, don't stay out too late with President Jiang.}
The message was sent, but the other party immediately withdrew it.
Li Weiran pretended not to have sent the previous message and sent a new one: {Don't stay up too late either.}
Chi Yuan Machinery replied with another "good".
Perhaps fearing that sending too many messages would disturb their good time, Li Weiran stopped sending messages.
Chi Yuan sat in the living room for a while, feeling lost and unsure of what to do. After thinking for a moment, he decided to listen to his manager and go to bed early.
When Mr. Jiang doesn't need him, he works diligently, and he also has a responsibility to his fans.
Chi Yuan knew he wouldn't be able to fall asleep on his own, so he rummaged through his suitcase and found a bottle of melatonin to help him adjust to jet lag, swallowing two pills. He lay down on the bed and soon actually fell asleep.
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After Jiang Haochen finished showering, he went to the refrigerator to get a drink of water. As he passed the dining table, he saw the sugar jar that Jiang Haochen had placed on it.
Why is one can missing?
Last year, Chi Yuan took that jar of candy with him everywhere, saying that if he was stressed or in a bad mood, eating a piece of candy would make him feel better. Although he didn't ask for it directly, Jiang Haochen could still hear the coquettishness in his words, so this year he specially brought a few more jars.
Jiang Haochen remembered that the bag had been torn earlier, so he turned around and walked towards the entrance. He pushed open the door and went out, and sure enough, he found the lost candy jar in the corner near the emergency exit.
He picked it up and looked at it; the exquisite outer packaging had been dented in several places.
Jiang Haochen wiped himself, stood up, and looked up at the door to the emergency exit. Thinking of the boy's eyes when he came down, Jiang Haochen felt uneasy for no reason.
After hesitating for a moment, he started walking upstairs.
He first knocked lightly on the door, and when there was no response, he entered the password himself.
The boy was nowhere to be seen in the living room, and the whole room was quiet. Jiang Haochen guessed that the boy was asleep and walked straight towards the master bedroom.
The master bedroom door was open, the lights were off, and there were no signs that the bed had been disturbed.
Did they go out?
No, there are Chi Yuan's shoes by the door.
Jiang Haochen came out of the master bedroom, glanced in the direction of the second bedroom, and pushed open the door to go in. Sure enough, he found the sleeping boy on the bed in the second bedroom.
The bed in the second bedroom was very small, only 1.2 meters wide. The boy curled up on it and slept with even breathing.
This was the first time Jiang Haochen had ever seen Chi Yuan sleep like this, which immediately reminded him of how the boy looked when he was hospitalized last year—sensitive and vulnerable.
Beside the bed lay Chi Yuan's open luggage, and on the table were Chi Yuan's personal belongings, including the candy jar he had given him last year. A year had passed, and the candy jar was still kept as clean and new as ever.
Jiang Haochen suddenly realized something: it seemed that he hadn't seen Chi Yuan's luggage in the master bedroom for the past year.
He hadn't thought much of it before, assuming that Chi Yuan habitually put his luggage in the second bedroom. But seeing that there were significantly more things in the second bedroom than in the master bedroom, Jiang Haochen had a different idea.
When I'm not around, Chi Yuan probably stays in the second bedroom.
Why? Don't you like the master bedroom?
Jiang Haochen left the second bedroom and went back into the master bedroom, turned on the light, and looked around the room.
This room is much better than the second bedroom, with twice the space, a 1.8-meter-wide bed, floor-to-ceiling windows, and an amazingly large wardrobe.
Jiang Haochen examined the master bedroom from an outsider's perspective for the first time, and then he discovered something.
He and Chi Yuan had slept in this room countless times, but there were actually no traces of Chi Yuan here.
The wardrobe was full of clothes, but they were all pajamas that he had his assistant Chen buy and his own clothes. The bedside table was full of family planning supplies.
Aside from all that, this place is as clean as a showroom. Or rather, it feels more like a space needed for some kind of special service.
And that bed—except for those kinds of times, nobody likes sleeping in front of those mirrors.
Having figured all this out, Jiang Haochen suddenly felt a pang of unease—heartache, guilt, and inexplicable irritation. He took out his phone and, without caring what time it was, made a call to Assistant Chen: "Change the bed for me."