After cutting his hair short, Xie Wanxing looked at himself for a while and got used to it. After leaving the barbershop, he went straight home.
Opening the door, he saw that Fu Wenshan was already at home.
Fu Wenshan had his back turned and hadn’t noticed him coming in. He was earnestly lecturing a cat in front of him, “Fu Wanwan, how many times have I told you, can’t you control your bladder? Even my own nephew didn’t dare to pee on me, but you.”
The chubby cat meowed pitifully.
“Are you talking back again? No canned food for you tonight.” Fu Wenshan remained unmoved. “Stop acting cute, I’m not your mom.”
Xie Wanxing couldn’t help but laugh. He knew that Fu Wenshan’s sister had brought over the cat named “Wanwan” again today.
It seemed like the cat had just caused some trouble, and Fu Wenshan was currently disciplining it.
Hearing the commotion, Fu Wenshan turned around and immediately noticed Xie Wanxing’s short hair. He was standing next to a potted plant, wearing a clean and elegant white shirt and jeans. Under his short hair was a fair and slender neck, and he had a black bracelet on his wrist.
Compared to his usual glamorous and aloof appearance, there was now a hint of gentleness and innocence, as if he had suddenly become several years younger, turning into the senior high school student admired by many girls.
“What’s wrong, don’t like it?” Xie Wanxing touched his own hair somewhat uncertainly. “I think it’s okay.”
“It looks good,” Fu Wenshan said as he walked over, no longer bothering to discipline the bladder-challenged Garfield. He hugged Xie Wanxing and looked at him carefully, then smiled, “With your short hair, you look several years younger than me.”
Xie Wanxing smiled. “That’s an exaggeration.”
As they talked, the chubby Garfield also approached, rubbing against Xie Wanxing’s legs instead of Fu Wenshan’s, extremely flattering. Xie Wanxing saw this “Wanwan” cat for the first time and reached out to pick it up.
“What did you just scold it for?” Xie Wanxing asked while playing with the cat.
Fu Wenshan snorted. “It just peed on me at the company. I was surrounded and stared at the whole way.”
Xie Wanxing imagined the scene and burst into laughter.
But Xie Wanxing really liked this cat. After dinner, he kept playing with the cat and completely forgot about Fu Wenshan next to him.
Fu Wenshan changed the TV channel, but found that Xie Wanxing didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, the silly Garfield’s antics could make Xie Wanxing laugh.
Fu Wenshan was quite dissatisfied, but then remembered something he brought back to his room, a hint of mischief appearing on his face.
Seemingly casually, he said, “Today, the brands I often wear sent over clothes for the new season. I also bought one for you.”
Xie Wanxing didn’t take it seriously and casually replied, “Oh, thanks.”
Fu Wenshan added, “Try it on tonight.”
While feeding the cat canned food, Xie Wanxing, full of affection, agreed without any ulterior motives.
However, when it was time to go to bed, Fu Wenshan couldn’t wait to lock the Garfield outside the door, ignoring its scratching. Xie Wanxing wanted to let the cat in, but Fu Wenshan wouldn’t allow it, firmly declaring that he was about to do something unsuitable for a cat.
“I’ll take out the clothes I bought for you. Try them on.” Fu Wenshan said seriously.
Xie Wanxing was puzzled. What clothes were worth trying on right now?
Then, the next moment, he saw Fu Wenshan take out four or five boxes.
In each box was the kind of Japanese and Korean school uniform commonly seen on TV.
From summer to autumn, a variety of styles and colors.
Xie Wanxing: “……”
He stood up in a hurry and ran towards the door, but Fu Wenshan chased after him in two steps, hugged him around the waist, and brought him back to bed, kissing his lips.
Breathless from the kiss, Xie Wanxing looked at Fu Wenshan pouting. “I find you more shameless by the day.”
Fu Wenshan didn’t care at all, looking rather pleased with himself.
He turned on the TV, and what appeared was the campus drama Xie Wanxing starred in when he debuted, wearing a white school uniform shirt and trousers, with a delicate and aloof face, a slender waist, leaning against a tree quietly reading.
“I’ve been wanting to try out the school uniform role-play for a long time,” Fu Wenshan said triumphantly. “Cutting your hair short just makes it even more fitting.”
In the end, Xie Wanxing still wore it, but not the kind of summer school uniform seen on TV. Instead, it was an autumn version, with a white shirt covered by a beige cardigan, adorned with red and black stripes on the collar and cuffs, paired with a red tie.
On TV, he had gazed affectionately at the female lead during a confession more than two years ago. But outside of the television screen, he was being forced by Fu Wenshan, this jerk, to address him as “teacher.”
While crying and calling him “teacher,” Xie Wanxing deeply regretted why he had cut his hair short that day.
……
The next day when Xie Wanxing got up, he still felt a bit unsteady on his feet. Fortunately, he had nothing to do in the morning, so he just lay in bed and slept through the morning.
Massaging his sore waist, he felt lucky that he hadn’t really encountered Fu Wenshan in high school, or else it would have been even more disastrous.
And by evening, he and Fu Wenshan didn’t eat at home but drove to a friend’s newly opened restaurant. They reserved a courtyard where they could enjoy barbecue while admiring the scenery.
The scenery in the courtyard was quite good, especially the central red maple tree, which was at its most beautiful, fiery red like a red cloud.
Xie Wanxing grabbed his phone and took a selfie.
Even Lian Dan had asked him to take a photo and post it on Weibo after cutting his hair, but he had forgotten yesterday, and Lian Dan had just come to remind him.
And two hours later, the topic #Xie Wanxing short hair# trended.
And it caught the attention of Ms. Fu Wenyao, who was waiting at the airport. She immediately noticed the earring on Xie Wanxing’s ear. Perhaps it was the pair she had designed?
After posting the photo, Xie Wanxing continued to eat barbecue.
And after dinner, the two of them went to a nearby mall with relatively few customers and wandered around for a while until midnight before going to the upstairs cinema.
That day was the premiere of a movie Xie Wanxing was in.
It wasn’t the just-concluded “Rain in the Demon City,” but a wuxia film completed last year, directed and produced by well-known figures, in which he had a cameo role.
Fu Wenshan had bought couple seats at the back, with something obstructing their view in front, and the cinema was pitch-black, making it difficult to see their faces.
“Which character are you playing?” Fu Wenshan whispered to him.
Sipping his zero-degree cola, Xie Wanxing replied in a low voice, “Playing the main villain. Hasn’t appeared yet.”
He guest-starred as the female lead’s mentor, outwardly aloof and indifferent, but ultimately revealed to be the darkest villain in the film, heartless and cold-blooded, even contemplating killing the female lead.
“Well then, this movie is definitely going to be a tragedy for me,” Fu Wenshan said, holding Xie Wanxing’s hand under the cover of darkness. “The villain looks so good, I can only hope for the entire protagonist team to be wiped out.”
Xie Wanxing took another sip of cola, feeling delighted.
After watching the movie, it was already past two o’clock. Fu Wenshan and Xie Wanxing went to have a bowl of lamb soup, mainly for Fu Wenshan to eat meat while Xie Wanxing, for the sake of his figure, could only drink soup.
They drove home slowly and leisurely.
But upon arriving home, Xie Wanxing found that the smart control system in his house seemed to have a problem, and all the lights in the house weren’t working properly.
It was late at night, and there was no place to get it fixed. Fu Wenshan picked up the cat and said, “Let’s fix it tomorrow. You can stay at my place tonight.”
This was when having a boyfriend next door came in handy.
Xie Wanxing didn’t even need to bring his toiletries; he just followed Fu Wenshan.
But Fu Wenshan, not only brought the cat but also brought several other school uniforms he hadn’t worn yesterday.
When Xie Wanxing noticed it, his expression was quite difficult to express in a few words.
But the school uniform roleplay still had its pleasures, although calling Fu Wenshan teacher was embarrassing, there was indeed a sense of taboo excitement.
Xie Wanxing refused verbally, but his body honestly changed into another set of school uniform, resembling a small suit.
……
But perhaps yesterday’s excitement was too much, and the next morning Xie Wanxing’s throat was parched as if he had been smoking.
He groggily opened his eyes and saw Fu Wenshan still asleep beside him. He struggled to get up, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he went to the living room to find water to drink.
But as soon as he walked into the living room, he came face to face with a girl in a red dress sitting on the sofa.
The girl was holding a chubby Garfield in her arms, sitting on the sofa as calmly as a mistress, with a bag of opened snacks and cola beside her.
Xie Wanxing was startled.