Chapter 86 I’ll Spoil You

Chapter 86 I'll Spoil You

Xie Guiluan paused for a moment, his ears turning slightly red. He pinched Cen Wu's soft cheek, his dark eyes gazing down at him, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "You've become mischievous. Who taught you that?"

"My boyfriend taught me," Cen Wu, being pinched, hugged him and swayed, humming softly, "Then go find him."

He tugged at Xie Guiluan's ear, realizing that if he acted more boldly, Xie Guiluan would start to hold back.

Xie Guiluan grabbed his hand, his face cold and handsome, but his words were bold. He tightened his arm around Cen Wu's waist, kissed him, and said, "I'll take care of you when we get home."

Cen Wu: "..."

Alright.

Still shameless.

Cen Wu, blushing, pushed Xie Guiluan away. Even though Blue Night had become quieter, there were still hundreds of guests at night, and someone might pass by this corridor.

Ji Changyu had planned to have a drink with Xie Guiluan after his night shift, since Xie Guiluan's final exams were over, and staying up late with him wouldn't be a problem.

But when he came out after changing clothes, he saw Xie Guiluan leading Cen Wu away, coldly telling him, "I'm leaving."

Ji Changyu: "..."

Screw you.

You ditch your friends for your lover.

Huai Jing was once again in the midst of summer nights. Cen Xiao had bought them a motorcycle, so Xie Guiluan no longer had the driver pick them up. He rode the motorcycle with Cen Wu to school daily, and tonight he parked it at the entrance of Blue Night.

Xie Guiluan pulled Cen Wu over and helped him with his helmet. Cen Wu leaned against his chest, looking up at him, refusing to stand still. After some fidgeting, he finally let Xie Guiluan put the helmet on him.

He climbed onto the back seat and hugged Xie Guiluan's waist, urging him, "Let's go, hurry up."

Beneath the bright moonlight, the motorcycle's engine roared to life, and the evening wind was left behind by the young riders.

Cen Wu planned to play games with Lu Wang and the others that night. After taking a shower, he flopped onto the bed and started a voice chat with them. Xie Guiluan sat beside him, doing his homework while keeping him company.

Xie Guiluan usually didn't let him stay up too late, but he wasn't strict about it. However, if Cen Wu stayed up too late, Xie Guiluan would come over to kiss him and then hold him down for a while.

Even if Cen Wu didn't want to sleep, he would eventually be too exhausted to stay awake, his pale cheeks streaked with tears.

The final exams had just ended, and Xie Guiluan didn't stop him tonight. Cen Wu got carried away and stayed up until 3 a.m. before reluctantly putting down his phone.

When he looked up, he met Xie Guiluan's dark, lowered gaze.

Cen Wu was momentarily dazed, then suddenly remembered something. He swallowed hard, slowly knelt over, and pressed his face against Xie Guiluan's, nuzzling him. Xie Guiluan reached out to touch his face, his cold, slender fingers cupping Cen Wu's cheek and rubbing gently. Cen Wu's ears turned red bit by bit.

"You... you you you..." Cen Wu, who usually didn't stutter, was now stuttering with red ears.

Xie Guiluan's eyes were cold, but he grabbed the back of Cen Wu's head and suddenly pressed him down, overwhelming him.

Cen Wu was firmly held down, unable to even lift his head. His nose was filled with Xie Guiluan's scent, and this time he was completely silenced.

...

Cen Wu tilted his head back. Xie Guiluan's skin was pale, the veins on his neck prominent, and his Adam's apple bobbed, making him look both cold and alluring.

Damn Xie Guiluan, still pretending to be cold, but being controlled by him like this was indeed quite thrilling.

Cen Wu's eyelashes fluttered as he refocused.

He's almost a senior in high school, and they barely got any time off this time. A month into the school year, it was time for the school anniversary gala again.

Unlike last year, Xie Shangjing wouldn't be around this time. After Xie's father was arrested, Xie Shangjing dropped out of school. He's probably still in Huaijin, but he's definitely not doing well.

Xie's father has his own problems to deal with, and Zhou Li couldn't care less about him. Xie Shangjing had the spoiled, vicious temper of a rich kid, and he must have offended many people. Now, they're probably lining up to kick him while he's down.

But Cen Wu doesn't care. He disliked Xie Shangjing the most in the original story, couldn't stand such a nasty, immoral guy.

This year, the seniors are putting on performances too, but since they need to prepare for the college entrance exam and have already started their first round of exam prep, the school doesn't have high requirements. Their whole grade only has to come up with two acts.

Xu Lingling and some kids from the class next door plan to perform a song and dance, and they asked Cen Wu to help them rehearse.

Cen Wu had directed galas before, so putting together a show was no big deal for him. However, meeting new people still made him nervous, his mind going blank.

He got Xie Guiluan to be his stagehand and sent him some money before study hall, muttering softly, "Here's ten yuan."

Xie Guiluan still kept most of his money with him, only keeping some spending money. Whether it's Cen's parents or Cen Xiao sending money, Xie Guiluan transfers it all to him.

Cen Wu tried refusing a few times, but it didn't stick. He respected it but didn't get it. Sometimes he'd mess with Xie Guiluan, only giving him a few bucks.

Xie Guiluan never got mad about it. His dark, narrow eyes crinkled as he hugged him, nuzzling against him, calling him "brother." Xie Guiluan doesn't even avoid Guan Xingxue and the others.

Cen Xiao was fed up. When Xie Guiluan tried talking to him, Cen Xiao mocked him, saying, "Go find your brother."

"What if it's not enough?" Xie Guiluan accepted his transfer, his voice low with a hint of laughter, his tone ambiguous and annoying, saying, "How about letting the director take advantage of me?"

Cen Wu pushed him away, his cold, fair ears turning red, but his tone was very playboy-like, "Wait... wait, it's not your turn yet."

"Alright," Xie Guiluan didn't mind, his thin lips curving as he said, "I'll wait for Director Cen to take advantage of me."

Cen Wu didn't want to take advantage of him. Who would want to take advantage of someone so flirtatious? He just wanted to slap him to death.

In a few days, it would be the school anniversary gala. Cen Wu and the others rehearsed in the auditorium during evening self-study. Xie Guiluan couldn't accompany him every night, as several schools came to talk to Xie Guiluan about early admission.

In the end, it was decided that Xie Guiluan would be admitted early to Jing University, choosing the mathematics department. He's been a bit busy recently, often absent during evening self-study, but he would go to the auditorium to pick him up after school.

Cen Wu dawdled, being the last one to leave. After everyone was gone, he bumped into Xie Guiluan's arms.

Xie Guiluan swayed slightly from the impact, hugging him and lowering his head to kiss him, then stroking his back, his tone like coaxing a child, asking, "Were you nervous tonight?"

"Not too bad," Cen Wu looked up at him eagerly, burrowing into his arms, "It's just... my tongue is a bit tangled."

It's been over half a year, and he still struggles a bit with speaking, but fortunately, Xu Lingling and the others never rush him.

"Tangled?" Xie Guiluan pinched his chin, his dark peach blossom eyes seemingly hiding a hint of laughter, saying, "Shall I help you?"

Cen Wu thought he meant something else. He obediently nodded, only to have Xie Guiluan grip his jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, then hooking his tongue and kissing him.

Xie Guiluan kissed him for a full minute before pulling back, pinching his cheeks, asking provocatively, "Baby, is it straight now?"

Cen Wu's face was numb, his tongue tingling from being sucked. He slapped Xie Guiluan's hand away hard.

It's straight.

His sexual orientation is straight too.

Go find another boyfriend.

He had initially thought the treatment would be painful, but Xie Guiluan had a knack for ruining the mood, turning everything into flirtatious banter, making it impossible for him to feel any pain.

He just wanted to go down with Xie Guiluan.

With Xie Guiluan's guaranteed placement settled, the school anniversary gala came around quickly. The senior year performances were scheduled to go on stage later.

Class 3 of the senior year was seated at the front right of the auditorium, with students and parents seated separately.

The audience seats were dimly lit. Cen Wu reached for Xie Guiluan's hand, his misty-eyed gaze curving into a smile as he whispered, "I... have something for you."

"What is it?" Xie Guiluan held his boyfriend's hand and turned to ask in a low voice.

Cen Wu kept it a secret and headed backstage.

When the curtains opened again, the senior year's musical performance began, and Xie Guiluan realized Cen Wu was also on stage.

Cen Wu was still in his school uniform, sitting at the piano on the side of the stage. The black piano had a few vibrant red roses on top, highlighting his pale, slender fingers.

As the performance started, Cen Wu provided accompaniment, playing Debussy's "Clair de Lune."

Initially, his nervousness made his fingers stiff, but gradually they became fluid, as if moonlight danced at his fingertips.

As Cen Wu stepped offstage, his hands shook, his ears ringing, hardly able to hear the applause, and his eyes were slightly red.

As soon as he descended and entered the dim corridor, Xie Guiluan pulled him into a tight embrace.

Xie Guiluan gripped his shoulders tightly, kissed the top of his head, and praised him, "You were incredible."

Xie Guiluan was never one to show his emotions openly, nor was he talkative, but he was never stingy with Cen Wu.

Whether it was affectionate words or compliments.

His heart had a clear boundary; Cen Wu was firmly on the side of being loved, while others, even if they came infinitely close to the middle, could never cross it, let alone most people who couldn't even get close.

Cen Wu was his one and only love, and that wouldn't change even when they were eighty years old with white hair.

Though nervous on stage, Cen Wu now felt a surge of excitement, hugging Xie Guiluan and shaking him vigorously.

Their classmates were already used to it. Cen Wu still cared about his dignity and public propriety, so except in places like bars, he never kissed Xie Guiluan in front of others.

But occasionally, he would give him a hug.

Xie Guiluan held his hand, rubbing the back of it, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind.

"Caught you this time?!" The dean of students stormed over, "Which senior class are you from?!"

The backstage was filled with senior students. He had seen two people holding hands from a distance earlier, but the passing students blocked his view, and he couldn't recognize who they were.

The dean approached with a stern expression, looked up to scold them, but suddenly paused, "Cen Wu? Xie Guiluan?"

Xie Guiluan hadn't expected him to come. While waiting for Cen Wu offstage, the dean had been at the other end of the auditorium. Knowing he couldn't avoid it this time, he didn't let go of Cen Wu's hand.

Xie Guiluan looked up, his dark, cold eyes staring intensely, as if saying.

Old man, we're together.

The dean: "..."

The dean was completely baffled, never expecting Xie Guiluan to be dating Cen Wu. The top student of the grade actually doing something so foolish, what's so great about dating anyway?!

Is this mouth really that kissable?!

The dean took a deep breath, his face darkening as he was about to lose his temper, but suddenly someone grabbed his hand.

"Dean," Meng Liangping, realizing that Xie Guiluan and Cen Wu had been caught, quickly came over to grab the dean's hand, saying, "I've been looking for you for a while, why are you here?"

The dean still had a cold face, even venting his anger on Meng Liangping, "Teacher Meng, do you know that your students are involved in puppy love?!"

"How could that be?!" Meng Liangping immediately frowned, incredulously saying, "Our class students would never get into relationships this young!"

The dean was so angry that his lips trembled, pointing at Xie Guiluan and Cen Wu's hands still holding each other for him to see.

Meng Liangping covered his eyes, refusing to look.

The dean: "..."

The dean angrily said, "If holding hands isn’t dating, then what is?!"

Meng Liangping explained, "It’s normal for boys to hold hands sometimes."

"How is that normal?!" The dean was even more furious, "Explain to me how that’s normal?!"

Meng Liangping also took his hand, leading him outside, saying, "Dean, dean, calm down, I'm also holding your hand, the freshman play is about to start, let's go watch."

Two middle-aged men, both over forty and firmly heterosexual, walked out holding hands. The dean tried to shake him off but couldn’t, feeling a chill down his spine and almost nauseous. "Old Meng, why do you suddenly make me feel so disgusted?"

Meng Liangping: "..."

Disgusting each other, as usual.

Xie Guiluan: "..."

Cen Wu: "..."

Xie Guiluan pursed his thin lips, exchanged a glance with Cen Wu, and then, taking advantage of the dean still feeling nauseous, grabbed Cen Wu and slipped out backstage, leaving the dean's roar behind.

It was nearly ten at night, the air thick with darkness, as Cen Wu followed Xie Guiluan out of the auditorium, both laughing heartily.

Cen Wu looked up at the exceptionally bright moonlight and suddenly remembered the Berlin Film Festival.

After the evening press interviews, as he left the cinema, Lu Jian and the rest of the crew had already gone, leaving him alone.

If only Xie Guiluan were there too, waiting for him outside—he couldn’t imagine how happy that would make him.

Cen Wu hooked his fingers with Xie Guiluan’s, softly humming as he nuzzled his shoulder. It wasn’t too late now; by his side, he’d never feel lonely again.

After nuzzling, Cen Wu looked up and spotted his parents nearby, with Cen Xiao also there. He immediately blushed.

Guan Xingxue held a bouquet of roses, gazing at them under the night sky. The school was brightly lit, the lights swaying like the endless glow of the Berlin cinema.

Cen Junshan stood nearby, smiling and waving at him.

Cen Wu’s vision blurred as he ran toward them, enveloped in a long-awaited embrace.

Xie Guiluan followed, pulled into Guan Xingxue’s embrace as she lightly scolded them, "What were you two laughing about? We’ve been waiting forever!"

"Mom," Cen Xiao quipped sarcastically, "Why bother? When they’re together, everything’s a joke."

He didn’t dare to mess with Xie Guiluan, mainly because he wasn’t sure he could take him in a fight, so he reached over to ruffle Cen Wu’s hair instead.

"Mom..." Cen Wu, feeling picked on, covered his head and whimpered, hiding behind Guan Xingxue.

Guan Xingxue paused for a moment, then turned to him and said, "Xiao Bao, what did you just call me?"

"Mom," Cen Wu leaned against her and called out softly again.

Of course, he would never forget his real mom, but he had decided to make the best of his life here. He would always love her and keep her memory alive.

Until the day they meet again, he would tell them, "I’ve missed you so much, but I’ve been taking good care of myself too."

Guan Xingxue felt like a second mom to him, and he really wanted to be part of their family, along with Xie Guiluan.

Without even realizing it, it felt like he had found a new family.

Guan Xingxue patted his head, quickly stepping in to shield him from Cen Xiao, saying, "You’re the one being silly. Don’t pick on your little brother."

With that, Guan Xingxue grabbed both him and Xie Guiluan by the hand and headed for the car.

Cen Xiao: "..."

Whatever. At least he still had his dad.

Cen Xiao had planned to walk with Cen Junshan, but Cen Junshan was already holding his wife’s bag and had climbed into the car.

Cen Xiao: "..."

Yeah, he was a real riot.

The world seemed to go quiet as he listened to his own defenses crumbling.

Cen Xiao stood there, expressionless, for a moment, the evening breeze only adding to his loneliness. Guan Xingxue couldn’t help laughing as she opened the car door and said, "Hurry up and get in."

Cen Xiao dragged his feet over. Tonight, Cen Junshan was behind the wheel, and Cen Xiao plopped into the passenger seat, muttering, "I think I need a little TLC."

Guan Xingxue had her arms around Cen Wu, watching the recording of the evening’s performance together. Guan Xingxue and her company had some business and arrived a bit late, so they missed a few earlier performances but didn’t miss the senior year's show.

Xie Guiluan didn’t care about the other acts. He held Cen Wu’s other hand, idly playing with his fingers, then glanced up.

Cen Xiao caught sight of his dark, almond-shaped eyes in the rearview mirror. Xie Guiluan’s face was stone-cold as he deadpanned, "You want me to comfort you?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Nah, bro. I’d probably end up worse off if you tried.

The night in Huaijing sparkled with lights. Cen Xiao glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror, his expression softening.

For all the teasing, he knew Guan Xingxue and the others cared deeply for him. He didn’t want much—just for all the kids in the family to feel loved.

Time to head home.