ISWMQ – Chapter 121

“What were you talking about just now…?” Chu Feiliang nuzzled the side of Rong Guang’s neck, gave it a kiss, and said, “Tell me.”

“Nothing much…” Rong Guang stroked Chu Feiliang’s head again, making Chu Feiliang’s eyes squint in pleasure. She said, “Director Zhang said I’m going to be famous.”

Chu Feiliang perked up a little.

She opened her eyes, looking a bit languid. She smiled lightly at Rong Guang and said, “So what happens after Teacher Rong gets famous? Will people start saying I’m punching above my weight?”

Rong Guang’s face turned slightly red, like a steamed shrimp. Looking at Chu Feiliang, she said, “Don’t talk nonsense…”

But the words Zhang Nanchuan had just said made Rong Guang’s heart ache to its very core.

Rong Guang gave her a comforting hug and looked around—well, it wasn’t that there was no one. It was just that most people didn’t dare to stare at them openly, stealing glances at most.

To kiss or not to kiss.

These two options floated in Rong Guang’s mind for only a brief second before she instantly made a decision.

Kiss!

Chu Feiliang wasn’t afraid, so what was there for her to be afraid of!

Besides, she herself belonged to Big Dipper now. What was there to fear? She had such a huge backer!

The kiss from Rong Guang made Chu Feiliang’s eyes flutter open.

The sun was strong today. Although it wasn’t that hot in winter, at this moment, she didn’t even need to wear a coat. A thin outer shirt was all she had on, and her body felt warm and toasty.

Chu Feiliang chuckled lightly. “Teacher Rong is getting famous and bolder too, huh? Starting to act like a hooligan in broad daylight?”

After that one kiss, Rong Guang actually felt a little unsatisfied and wanted to kiss her again.

She had always been a person with a strong desire for exploration.

So she had once read that kissing, as a matter of fact, had many benefits for people.

Of course, one couldn’t just kiss randomly.

It was best to be one-on-one, a kiss between two people who liked each other.

So Rong Guang said very seriously, “Sister, I’m not acting like a hooligan—kissing has lots of benefits.”

Chu Feiliang lazily found a comfortable position, casually pulled Rong Guang’s scarf over her eyes to block the light, and hummed indolently, “Do enlighten me.”

Rong Guang felt like she was a big-tailed wolf trying to trick someone.

However, she still thought carefully and said, “Well… kissing can burn calories and help with weight loss.”

“Mm, what else?”

Rong Guang rattled off everything she could think of in one breath: “It can also whiten skin and fight wrinkles, and-and prevent cavities, and boost immunity, and prevent hiccups…”

The more Chu Feiliang listened, the more fantastical it sounded. She lifted Rong Guang’s scarf again, her eyes half-lidded as she looked at her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “Where did you hear all these folk remedies?”

“From a b-book… and Baidu.” Rong Guang looked at Chu Feiliang.

She was still wearing heavy jewelry on her head, and Rong Guang could almost feel the weight the moment it rested on her lap.

Her neck and the top of her head must be very uncomfortable right now. Rong Guang massaged the pressure points from her temples to below her ears. Chu Feiliang was so comfortable from the massage that her eyes slowly closed again.

Seeing that she was in a good state, Rong Guang finally added one more thing, “Kissing can also stimulate insulin secretion and increase the release of hormones… It can keep one’s mood pleasant and suppress negative emotions.”

Chu Feiliang’s eyelids trembled. Immediately, she reached out and took both of Rong Guang’s hands.

After a moment, Chu Feiliang said, “You know everything?”

“Mhm.” Rong Guang gave a small nod, her voice sounding a little aggrieved. “Actually, it was all just my guess… I don’t know if I guessed right.”

Guessing whether someone was sick was actually quite offensive.

Rong Guang was also worried that her concern was making her overthink—after all, some of the medicine Chu Feiliang took could also be used to treat insomnia.

But based on Chu Feiliang’s behavior and her own years of accumulated experience, it didn’t seem like simple insomnia.

“Then when did you become certain?” Chu Feiliang squeezed Rong Guang’s hand, not angry at all, nor showing any of the fury of having her privacy pried into or the shame of being pitied. She even smiled.

Rong Guang observed her for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, “The day I saw the news about your scandal.”

Chu Feiliang had many clothes in her walk-in closet. No matter how amazing Rong Guang was, it was impossible for her to remember every single outfit.

But she could vaguely deduce from the clothes Chu Feiliang was wearing at the time and the surrounding environment that it was probably summer.

Whether it was last year or this year… Chu Feiliang’s multiple visits to the hospital clearly weren’t just for insomnia; there had to be other problems.

—And it was even less likely to be that baseless pregnancy rumor.

Chu Feiliang was thinking pretty much the same thing.

But after a moment, Chu Feiliang pulled on Rong Guang’s hand and sat up with her, squinting her eyes and sighing, “Mhm.”

Rong Guang tentatively squeezed Chu Feiliang’s hand.

Chu Feiliang looked down, spread her fingers, and let Rong Guang’s slightly smaller hand slip between them. The two of them were now holding hands, fingers intertwined.

Rong Guang said, “Is it still serious?”

This time, Chu Feiliang shook her head.

She stared at Rong Guang in a daze for a moment and said, “I’ve been off the medication for over three months.”

Rong Guang grew a little nervous. This answer clearly exceeded her expectations. “Over three months?!”

Didn’t that mean Chu Feiliang had already stopped taking her medication when she was on set?

“But I clearly…” Rong Guang remembered clearly seeing a brand-new small pillbox at Chu Feiliang’s house.

Chu Feiliang nodded, her other hand tightening. She said a little nervously, “That… I let you see it on purpose.”

Rong Guang froze.

Chu Feiliang held her breath nervously.

Then, after a moment, Rong Guang relaxed and slapped her forehead in sudden realization.

Chu Feiliang’s heart was on a roller coaster, following Rong Guang’s reaction, constantly flying up and dropping down. After a while, she heard Rong Guang say, “So that’s how it is.”

Chu Feiliang looked at Rong Guang’s face.

She saw Rong Guang’s eyes sparkling as she looked at her. She gripped both of Chu Feiliang’s hands, her face full of excitement as she said, “Sister, you’re so thoughtful—you must have been afraid to tell me, but also wanted to tell me, and were afraid that after you told me, I wouldn’t be able to accept it and would leave you…”

All the little thoughts Chu Feiliang had hidden in her heart were completely deciphered by Rong Guang in just a short moment.

Her heart pounding, she hummed an “mhm,” licked her lips, and said with some difficulty, “Don’t you think I’m…”

Rong Guang glanced at her, her eyes curving into a smile. “Think you’re what?”

Her heart was incredibly soft right now.

She was the one who liked Chu Feiliang first.

Chu Feiliang must have come to like her too.

Chu Feiliang didn’t want, after they got together, for Rong Guang to go through a lot of pain and struggle before leaving because of her illness. So, she simply gave a little hint at the very beginning, allowing Rong Guang to notice the signs herself. Inside and out, she was thinking entirely for Rong Guang’s sake.

Rong Guang was not an ungrateful person.

Chu Feiliang could almost see through to Rong Guang’s current thoughts from her smiling eyes. After a moment, she said, at a loss for words, “…It’s nothing. You’re really wonderful.”

Rong Guang’s eyes darted around secretly again, then she puckered her lips and gave her another peck.

The kiss made Chu Feiliang smile. She squeezed Rong Guang’s hand, still feeling that something was off about Rong Guang suddenly telling her all these benefits of kissing. After thinking for a long time, she fixed her gaze on Zhang Nanchuan, who was huddled in a chair not far away, eating instant noodles. She narrowed her eyes and said, “What exactly did that dog-shit director say to you?”

That form of address… Rong Guang opened her mouth, struggling to ignore it. She really couldn’t reconcile the word with the beautiful face that had just spoken it.

She said, “It was nothing much. I was pestering him about your past… I tried many ways, but I couldn’t search or find any information. I felt a little… a little helpless…”

She knew Chu Feiliang had been through something bad, but she didn’t know what to do.

That feeling of powerlessness really made her feel awful, so she could only ask Zhang Nanchuan, with whom she was now relatively familiar.

Actually, he didn’t need to reveal too much to her. Just… if she could know a little about what Chu Feiliang had gone through back then, that would be enough.

At least she would have a thread to follow, so she wouldn’t have to continue on so lost.

After all, it was too long ago.

It was something that happened over a decade ago. Even with how developed the internet was, after more than ten years, and with Chu Feiliang’s current achievements, all the keywords that came up were about her new drama and the most attention-grabbing current news.

As for the old data, it was possible that Chu Siyue, not wanting to be reminded of painful memories, had cleared it all out long ago.

“What’s the point of knowing all that?” A trace of confusion also flashed in Chu Feiliang’s eyes. “It’s been over a decade… I don’t remember many things either.”

This time, Rong Guang grabbed Chu Feiliang’s hand and said very seriously, “I don’t want to know anymore.”

She didn’t want to hear these things from Chu Feiliang’s mouth.

Every time she spoke of it, it was undoubtedly like tearing open her own wound. The scab hadn’t even disappeared yet, and Rong Guang didn’t want to be the reason that the scar, which had just begun to show signs of healing, became bloody and raw once more.

Seeing Rong Guang’s pained and dejected expression, Chu Feiliang’s heart stirred. She asked tentatively, “What do you know?”

Rong Guang bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, revealing a thin white edge. Chu Feiliang watched, then reached out and made her release it. When her finger touched Rong Guang’s lips, they felt soft.

Rong Guang was unwilling to speak. Chu Feiliang’s foot swayed a little. She thought for a moment and said, “Having cold weapons shot into my room? Having animal carcasses thrown into my room through the window? Or being… on the street…”

With every sentence she spoke, a bit of color drained from Rong Guang’s face.

She couldn’t help but think again of what Zhang Nanchuan had said, that Chu Feiliang was only thirteen back then.

It wasn’t just personal attacks online; given the internet environment back then, Chu Feiliang was also affected in real life.

Seeing Rong Guang’s expression, Chu Feiliang slowly stopped talking.

Then she glanced at Rong Guang, her brows furrowing and her eyes narrowing. She clutched her chest, sighed, and said, “Teacher Rong, when I bring these things up again, my heart feels uneasy, and I feel a little breathless…”

Rong Guang was so anxious that tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Chu Feiliang’s pained expression didn’t seem fake; she even started gasping for air. Rong Guang was frantic. She subconsciously reached out to soothe her breathing, while her other hand was already lifting her own scarf to fan her.

Chu Feiliang felt this wasn’t working; she was scaring Rong Guang.

However, she quickly lay back down on Rong Guang’s lap and said, “Don’t move, just let me lie here for a bit—it’s an old problem, it’ll be fine after a little while.”

“Will it really be fine after just lying down for a bit?” Rong Guang was still worried. She twisted open a bottle of water and carefully used the cap to give her a drink.

The excess water that she didn’t manage to drink trickled down from the corner of Chu Feiliang’s mouth, and Rong Guang carefully wiped it all away for her.

Chu Feiliang observed for a moment and said, “Just lying down might not be enough.”

Rong Guang quickly poured her a little more water.

While sipping the water, Chu Feiliang slowly crossed one leg over the other and said, swaying it, “It might take a kiss to get better—you know, kissing is good for secreting that… whatever-hormone…”

Rong Guang finally caught on.

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