After seriously replying to all messages, Fang Yinnian put away his phone. Having many industry friends who cared about him—these two years weren’t wasted.
***
With the group’s disbandment, all five quickly removed FTM logos from their Weibo names. Former “FTM Mo Xun” and “FTM Fang Yinnian” became “Mo Xun” and “Fang Yinnian,” as if they’d finally lost the thread that tightly connected them.
Fans were incredibly saddened.
News of FTM’s disbandment stayed lively online for a week.
Fans magnificently cursed the company. Recently, Sheng Yao Media had extremely high presence on major forums, with some even digging into company leadership changes before being quickly deleted by Sheng Yao’s public opinion monitoring team.
The reason for FTM’s disbandment became mysterious.
However heartbroken group fans were, they could only helplessly accept this result. Many angrily deleted their social media accounts.
A famous FTM fansite admin: “This trashy domestic entertainment is absolutely disgusting. Deleting account, never again!”
A famous CP fiction writer: “MoFang CP officially BE today. I’m leaving too. Wish both bright futures and dream fulfillment.”
Die-hard group fans: “I’ll be a pig if I ever follow boy groups again!”
“The first group I followed broke my heart like this—really, they never even held a single concert!”
“The best-singing group in history never held one concert—this will forever be musical notes’ heartbreak.”
“Who can understand our grievances?”
“That damn company is inhuman! I already saved money for tickets and flights, just waiting to see their concert, I really want to kill Sheng Yao’s boss…”
Fans’ sad emotions kept spreading.
Some simply quit the internet and returned to real life, others went to follow different singers or stopped fan activities altogether, while some solo fans followed the remaining four members, continuing to watch their developments.
This boy group disbandment storm was soon covered by news of another top-tier actor being banned for illegal crimes.
Entertainment industry topic popularity never lasted more than a week anyway—FTM’s name would gradually be forgotten by people.
But the pain in group fans’ hearts could never be erased.
***
At month’s end, Sheng Yao suddenly began collaborating with Nanxing TV on talent shows, planning to establish a five-member limited boy group.
This clearly intended to replace FTM.
In the company’s eyes, no artist was irreplaceable—losing one Fang Yinnian meant they could promote another to stardom.
President Zhou believed FTM’s success key was the company’s early resource investment. With enough packaging and marketing, the next group could be even more popular.
However, FTM’s remaining four members still had strong money-making ability, so the company hadn’t abandoned the huge profits they brought.
After terminating his contract with Sheng Yao, Fang Yinnian moved his luggage to Teacher Yu’s house. Teacher Yu’s large villa was usually empty, and since the teacher let him stay to seriously review for exams, Fang Yinnian didn’t refuse.
At the end of May, Fang Yinnian finally made all preparations, passed all exams, and received Lausanne Music Academy’s acceptance letter.
Yu Can specially returned to accompany him abroad.
While packing at his teacher’s house, Fang Yinnian suddenly thought of Mo Xun. Previously, whenever traveling, they’d pack luggage together, each occupying half the suitcase space…
Those scenes were very warm to recall now.
Too bad they could never return.
Teammates were all busy—filming, recording variety shows, all in other cities. So Fang Yinnian didn’t tell everyone his specific departure time, nor did he expect anyone to see him off.
May 31st night, Jiangzhou International Airport.
Having disappeared for months and hidden at his teacher’s house where paparazzi couldn’t find him, this secret departure abroad was unknown to fans, making the airport very quiet.
Fang Yinnian quickly passed security with Yu Can.
They waited for their flight in the VIP lounge. This flight to Britain departed at 1 AM, arriving tomorrow afternoon.
He and Yu Can arrived at the airport early. With an hour until boarding, Fang Yinnian picked up the e-ink reader Mo Xun had given him to read materials and pass time.
After an unknown period, footsteps suddenly sounded.
The VIP lounge had few people at dawn, making the footsteps very clear. Fang Yinnian thought it was other passengers and paid no attention.
Until those footsteps suddenly stopped before him.
Fang Yinnian saw a pair of black leather shoes.
He paused, looked up, then saw a familiar person he couldn’t believe.
…It was Mo Xun!
The young man wore a baseball cap pulled extremely low, with huge sunglasses and a black mask covering his face completely.
But he still recognized Mo Xun at a glance.
Fang Yinnian’s heart began pounding violently. Before he could speak, Mo Xun grabbed his wrist and said quietly to Yu Can: “Sister Can, please cover for us, thank you.”
Mo Xun quickly pulled Fang Yinnian into a small compartment in the airport VIP lounge, locking the door.
The young man removed his sunglasses and mask. Under his eyes were obvious dark circles—clearly he hadn’t rested well recently.
Fang Yinnian felt dense pain in his heart. He really wanted to hug the young man before him, but…
The next moment, Mo Xun suddenly pulled him into his arms.
Fang Yinnian’s whole body stiffened, standing helplessly dazed in Mo Xun’s embrace, not knowing what to do. Mo Xun’s familiar scent intoxicated him and made him especially miss him.
They hadn’t seen each other for four months.
Mo Xun’s hug was very forceful, as if wanting to merge Fang Yinnian into his body. He intimately rested his chin in Fang Yinnian’s shoulder hollow, saying quietly: “Yinnian, I missed you so much.”
Fang Yinnian’s heart began trembling violently.
His nose stung sourly—he nearly cried.
I missed you too, Mo Xun…
Mo Xun’s voice carried slight hoarseness: “The assistant President Zhou assigned has been watching me—I didn’t dare contact you these months. Fortunately the assistant had family matters these days and took leave.”
“I snuck away from the production team at midnight to fly here. I even bought an international flight ticket just to see you—I’ll catch the next flight back in half an hour.”
“I just wanted to see you and send you off.”
Fang Yinnian held back tears, saying softly: “You shouldn’t have come. What if you were photographed?”
Mo Xun said: “No way. I found out your flight information from Yu Can long ago. To see you this once, I planned carefully for a whole week. Sneaking out at midnight with no one knowing—even if discovered, it doesn’t matter. Can’t I see you off?”
Fang Yinnian felt sourness in his heart.
They used to be so intimate, seeing each other daily in the dorm. But when did meeting once become so difficult?
Thinking of the coming years rarely seeing Mo Xun, Fang Yinnian’s chest felt like an electric drill constantly boring inward, dense pain spreading throughout his body.
He’d thought he was fully prepared to leave here and start new life abroad. But now, all his psychological defenses were easily shattered by Mo Xun.
He liked this person.
His unfulfilled first love, unspoken affection, would forever become secrets with the departing flight.
Fang Yinnian reached out, tightly hugging back, burying his face in Mo Xun’s shoulder hollow, greedily absorbing Mo Xun’s warmth.
After hugging briefly, Mo Xun said quietly: “Yinnian, there are some things I want to tell you.”
Fang Yinnian nodded lightly: “Go ahead.”
Mo Xun: “I…”
He paused, finally making up his mind and saying decisively: “I like you.”
Fang Yinnian: “!!”
His mind went “boom” like sudden fireworks exploding. Shock, joy, countless complex emotions surged from his chest, making Fang Yinnian almost unable to breathe.
I like you… I like you!
Mo Xun said I like you?
Fang Yinnian never expected Mo Xun to travel so far to confess at this moment.
His mind buzzed, completely unsure how to respond.
Mo Xun gently pressed hands on his shoulders, tenderly looking into Fang Yinnian’s eyes: “Actually, I’ve liked you for a long time, but didn’t dare say so.”
“I was afraid that once spoken, we couldn’t even be friends.”
“And afraid if outsiders discovered my feelings, it would affect FTM and your future.”
“I worried about so much, never expecting you’d ultimately leave the group alone to go abroad… So I don’t want to endure anymore.”
“I had to tell you this before you left.”
“I like you, Yinnian.”
“Not as friends or brothers, but the kind of liking that wants you as a lover, wanting to hold you, kiss you, possess you exclusively, and grow old with you together.”
“Last time when drunk I kissed you—that was also because I’ve always had you in my heart. I owe you an explanation and apology.”
“Sorry… Yinnian, I really like you, can’t bear parting with you. Thinking of separating so long, I really can’t control myself… I had to tell you, otherwise I’d go crazy these two years…”
The young man’s voice carried slight trembling.
Hearing his confession, Fang Yinnian felt both sour and sweet—so they’d always had mutual feelings, both moving toward each other.
Mo Xun liked him, and he liked Mo Xun too.
It’s just there were too many obstacles between them. In the complex entertainment industry, boys being together faced countless difficulties.
They’d been secretly testing each other like two naive snails carefully extending tentacles.
Only now did they confirm each other’s feelings.
How sad yet ridiculous.
Fortunately, Mo Xun boldly spoke openly today—they didn’t regretfully miss each other.
Seeing Fang Yinnian’s lack of response, Mo Xun paused, took a deep breath to compose himself, and asked gently: “Did I scare you?”
His tone became strained as he carefully chose words, cautiously watching Fang Yinnian: “I know you’re straight and don’t like boys. My confession was rather sudden.”
“If you can’t accept me, could you… not rush to reject me? During these two years abroad, think it over carefully and give me a… chance?”
He really cared deeply, didn’t he? So afraid of rejection—the usually confident, enthusiastic young man now seemed like an anxious child begging for candy.
Fang Yinnian’s heart instantly melted. Reject? You took two connecting flights in the middle of the night, specially sneaking here to tell me this—how could I bear to refuse?
Fang Yinnian looked up at Mo Xun, suddenly stood on tiptoes, lightly kissed Mo Xun’s lips, and said quietly: “Mo Xun, I like you too.”
Mo Xun: “…”
He was stunned by Fang Yinnian’s kiss.
After recovering, he immediately embraced Fang Yinnian’s waist, cupped the back of Fang Yinnian’s head with his other hand, and kissed down forcefully.
Mo Xun’s kiss was incredibly domineering and passionate, as if confirming whether the person in his arms truly liked him.
Taking advantage of Fang Yinnian’s defenselessness, he quickly pried open his teeth, tongue driving straight in.
Fang Yinnian was soon kissed weak all over, fingers forcefully gripping Mo Xun’s clothes, wrinkling the T-shirt.
“Mmm… Mo Xun… someone might… might come…”
“Don’t worry, Sister Can is guarding outside.”
“Mmm…”
The kiss became passionate and lingering.
The sadness of imminent separation made Fang Yinnian’s heart ache, so he simply closed his eyes and indulged Mo Xun’s deep kiss.
Forget it… just for today, let them be a little willful in this secluded lounge.
The temperature in the room was rising rapidly.
The two kissed reluctantly, and Mo Xun forced himself to withdraw from Fang Yinnian’s mouth before losing complete control. Seeing Fang Yinnian’s misty eyes and flushed cheeks, he felt both satisfied and bitter.
How wonderful—Yinnian liked him too.
How terrible—they would have to separate again.
Joy and sorrow mixed together, complex emotions surging continuously. After the long kiss ended, both their eyes were moist and reddened.
Reluctant, truly reluctant to part with him. But things were settled—they could only endure these two years.
Mo Xun reached out, gently ruffling Fang Yinnian’s hair: “Yinnian, you’re really willing to accept me?”
Fang Yinnian’s ears turned red: “We’ve kissed twice now—what do you think?”
Mo Xun smiled, showing his white, beautiful teeth. His tender gaze almost drowned Fang Yinnian: “So good. From now on, I’m your boyfriend?”
Fang Yinnian shyly looked away: “But… we’ll be in a long-distance relationship across countries.”
Mo Xun said: “It doesn’t matter. As long as I know I’m in your heart, I’m very satisfied. Long-distance is long-distance—I’ll always wait for you.”
Thinking of something, he quickly handed Fang Yinnian a bag: “These are matching couple phones I bought with new numbers that can’t be monitored. We’ll use these phones to contact privately from now on. My phone only has you as a friend, and yours only has me as a contact.”
Fang Yinnian’s heart was touched. Mo Xun was very considerate—being a celebrity wasn’t easy. Dating was as thrilling as being a spy.
But thinking of how this person had always seriously liked him, and that they would overcome any difficulties together to truly be together in the future.
Fang Yinnian said: “I’ll keep it safe. Since it might be inconvenient for me to contact you actively when you’re filming, you contact me first from now on. I’ll reply when I see messages.”
Mo Xun smiled: “Alright.”
They looked at each other, and Mo Xun leaned over again, gently kissing Fang Yinnian’s lips, saying softly: “Take care of yourself abroad.”
Fang Yinnian nodded: “You too.”
Knock knock knock…
Knocking sounded outside—Yu Can warning them. They immediately separated, Mo Xun put his sunglasses and hat back on, saying quietly: “I should go.”
Fang Yinnian: “Okay, goodbye.”
Mo Xun turned and left, quickly disappearing at the airport.
Fang Yinnian took a deep breath before going out, meeting Yu Can’s puzzled gaze.
Yu Can raised an eyebrow: “Mo Xun insisted on coming to the airport to see you off, asked me about your flight, couldn’t be stopped, even said to keep it secret—he had something very important to tell you in person. What did you talk about?”
Fang Yinnian felt embarrassed, lowering his head: “Nothing much. He came to see me off, just wanted to say goodbye.”
Yu Can looked at Fang Yinnian suspiciously but didn’t ask further.
Fang Yinnian put on sunglasses and mask.
But the corners of his mouth under the mask couldn’t help curving upward.
Mo Xun traveling thousands of miles to chase to the airport at midnight just to confess to him… thinking about it was quite romantic.
Fang Yinnian’s originally heavy mood about going abroad had been replaced by sweetness and joy, his heart filled with the warmth Mo Xun had infused.
Because he knew that no matter how far he went, the person he liked would seriously wait for him to return.
Mo Xun, this temporary departure is just for better reunion.
We’ll see each other again soon.
**
(advanced chapters available on kofi)
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