I secretly liked you for the past ten years

Early the next morning, Du Ningxiu went to the teahouse to meet the appointment.

When the prince heard that the protagonist needed to be interviewed, he waited patiently for a day and was about to go out now.

He stayed in the hotel last night, not far from the teahouse that Wang Ziwen agreed upon. The assistant saw him coming out, went up to him and said, "President Du, opened a new account, 8000 million is ready."

Du Ningxiu hummed, and sat in the car to take a rest.

The assistant asked again, "Mr. Tan... do you need someone to take care of you?"

Du Ningxiu closed his eyes, and said lightly, "No, I'll bring breakfast in later, don't disturb him."

"……Oh well."

The assistant really can't figure out his master. It's no problem to take care of a starlet. The key is to take care of this person... he's almost 30 years old, and his appearance is average.If it's because of his good looks and lack of strength, he didn't see any shocking talents and skills in that person. He's just an ordinary person, and his acting skills are too embarrassing to die.

But the key point is that not only wasted money, but according to his observation, the boss didn't seem to touch that guy at all. He said it was a nurturing, but in fact it was to cover him, and the assistant couldn't figure it out. What kind of crazy is it?But his boss had always been paralyzed, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only follow Du Ningxiu's instructions and continue to serve the man in the hotel with delicious food and drink.

When Du Ningxiu arrived at the teahouse, he just opened the door and went in, when he saw Wang Ziwen sitting by the window, flipping through the newspaper gracefully, the picture was like a movie scene, very flavorful, and his eyes lit up.News reports always exaggerate Wang Ziwen's hype, saying that he can rely on his face to make a living, but he depends on his talent. He is called a young ghost, a representative of the strength of the new generation, and his appearance and talent fly together... and so on, so disgusting up.Wang Ziwen heard that a young director has millions of fans on Weibo, which is comparable to the second- and third-tier starlets. Du Ningxiu has always been dismissive of such hype, but looking at it today, he was surprised. It's not exactly grandstanding.

Hearing the sound of the door, the prince raised his head, and seeing Du Ningxiu approaching, he immediately showed the faint smile that "appears to be peaceful and soft but actually sexy and seductive" in the hot comment, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Du. "

It's a pity that Du Ningxiu was completely unmoved, he just gave a low hum, and sat across from him with a straight face.

"I still have the same idea as yesterday. The male lead of "Iron Sea" is given to Tan Xiao, and I will take special care of Director Wang's future plays."

Wang Ziwen smiled and nodded simply, "No problem, I will agree to whatever you say, and I will ask my deputy to support Tan Xiao, and I can customize a few scenes for him."

The change in attitude was so sudden that Du Ningxiu frowned involuntarily.

The prince saw that he looked serious, and tried to use his "smile like a spring breeze" to melt the ice that appeared around the two from time to time, "However, I have one condition."

Du Ningxiu's expression relaxed a little, and he hummed, "Say it."

"What you said to me yesterday, I hope you can explain it in more detail." Wang Ziwen leaned forward, and his smile gradually faded, "You said that Mao Xiaoyu was the one who gave me sour plum soup for a year? What the hell is that? mean?"

Du Ningxiu had a rare expression, but he frowned suspiciously and asked him, "What do you mean? It's literally."

Wang Ziwen: "..."

The prince rationalized his thoughts after hearing this, and ignored his rudeness, and explained, "I always thought... I mean, wasn't that person called Mao Mao back then? He told me that his name was Mao Mao..." The voice froze. Suddenly, Prince Wen was stunned for a moment.

That's right, Mao Xiaoyu...Mao...Maomao?

Du Ningxiu looked indifferently, and looked at him coldly as if he was mentally retarded, "What is Mao Mao, it is Mao Xiaoyu. He came to my store every day at that time, and I asked him why he came here every day because the school was so far away. This food is so delicious. Du Ningxiu frowned and said, "He said it was for someone to give to Wang Ziwen. You are the only one in the whole school, Wang Ziwen, and there is no one else."

The prince was stunned for a long time, and murmured, "No wonder no one knows him... But," he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "I went to him later, I searched all your grades, every classroom I've looked for him, but I haven't seen him at all."

Du Ningxiu finally changed his face, but suddenly sneered, with a bit of inexplicable mockery, "So you don't know at all?"

"……Do not know what is this?"

Du Ningxiu seemed too lazy to gossip, and leaned back on his chair without making a sound.Wang Ziwen stabilized his emotions, took out a contract from his bag, and handed it over, "Here is the contract for the protagonist, tell me everything, and I will sign it immediately."

Du Ningxiu said displeasedly, "Director Wang is quite good at doing business."

Prince Wen withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "It's just so-so."

Du Ningxiu snorted coldly, picked up the contract and flipped through it, then pushed towards Wang Ziwen, and sat up straight.

Wang Ziwen immediately stopped laughing and sat up straight.

Du Ningxiu said indifferently, "Back then you were in a car accident and there was no news. Mao Xiaoyu was very worried about you, so he went to Beijing by himself, and went to Tsinghua University to look for you."

The prince heard: "!!"

"I guess he didn't find it. He was still inquiring after he came back. His concern for you was too obvious during that time. He asked for help everywhere, but he was followed by a few little beasts."

The prince was startled when he heard this, and raised his head suddenly.

Du Ningxiu was still expressionless, and stated that it had nothing to do with him, "He was always cowardly, but he was bullied all the time, and when he was given a perverted hat, those people got worse, and then one day..." Du Ning Xiu suddenly stopped talking, looked up at the prince and smelled it for a while, and then said, "They blocked him in the bathroom, and said that they would fall in love with a man only to see if there was anything wrong with him."

Wang Ziwen slowly clenched the teacup, as if his pupils lost focus, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"They wanted to take off his clothes. He resisted desperately. He was beaten badly. He went into shock on the spot and almost died. When things got serious, the teachers rushed over and sent him to the hospital, and...the people who followed him Just know one thing."

Wang Ziwen was gradually in a trance, he couldn't believe that the stupid and soft little guy in his memory would encounter such a thing, he always felt that what he heard was unreal, it felt like listening to a completely strange story, then How could such a cruel plot happen to that person?

Wang Ziwen clenched his teeth, and asked with difficulty, "... what do you know?"

Du Ningxiu was silent for a while, not knowing what to worry about, and vaguely said, "In short, after he was discharged from the hospital, others hid him like a virus, because of the school's warning, no one dared to bully him in the open, But what he said was very ugly, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he dropped out of school. So when you came to him, he should not be in school. "

Wang Ziwen felt that his eyes were black and white, and it took him a long time to find a voice, and asked dryly, "Why are you avoiding him? Just because he...he likes me?"

Du Ningxiu glanced at him and hummed noncommittally.

The prince was in pain when he heard it, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Du Ningxiu's abnormality. He murmured, "Then how did he become a manager? I heard from my sister that he went to university and studied English..."

"I don't know. I haven't seen him since he dropped out of school. I met him again because of Tan Xiao. In the reality show where Su Zhou debuted, Tan Xiao was also one of the guests. I met him in the program group. He She kept avoiding me and didn't say a few words."

After Du Ningxiu finished speaking, Wang Ziwen endured his suppressed heartbeat, signed the contract hastily, and then walked out of the teahouse first, and ran into the car.The speed of the car soared along the way, and by the time they arrived downstairs in Tengling, their entire back was drenched with sweat.

Wang Ziwen finally calmed down a little. Looking at Tengling's gate, his thoughts suddenly wandered: What am I doing here?come to him?But what can I say if I find him?Said that I gave up on him first, made him worry so much, begged for help everywhere, and caused him to be targeted by those beasts and bullied until he dropped out of school?

What do you say?say sorry?These three words are so cheap that even he himself finds them ridiculous.

Wang Ziwen was thinking in a daze, and suddenly realized belatedly—he... Maomao, does he like me?

He came to see me play every day, ran halfway across the city for me, ran desperately for a year, skipped every game to cheer, accompanied me to practice in the gymnasium every night, carefully recorded my progress, and supported me. Happy, sad for me, cheering for me... Is it all because he likes me?

The prince smelled the timid but gentle boy in his memory, and that image was gradually replaced by the thin and pale man. How could the chubby little fat man who used to be so... thin like that?

Is it because of how hard life is that time wears him down to such an exhausted appearance?

By the way...he still borrows money from Nana, and takes part-time jobs to make money while he's sick. Is he... really short of money?

Did you encounter any difficulties?

The thoughts in his mind were in a mess, Wang Ziwen clenched the steering wheel, lowered his head on it, and his mind suddenly became disturbed.

He always tends to forget a lot of things and people, but only the memory of that silly boy is so deep, sometimes he deliberately wants to forget, but he can't even forget a little bit.He could always think of that little guy hugging his clothes, shouting and jumping happily in the crowd, but when he approached, he ran away in fear, but he waved and coaxed him, and he would Smiling obediently, she ran over and called him softly, "Senior, here's a drink for you."

The data book that has been recorded for a whole year is still in his drawer, and he remembers every stroke carefully. The percentages that have been counted ball by ball are carefully displayed, and there are detailed annotations beside it, writing He said: "The arm needs to be three centimeters higher (crossed out), and two centimeters is enough." "The accuracy rate will drop 18 centimeters behind the three-point line, so pay attention to this distance." "The shooting percentage of back jump shots is higher. , Try to jump back as much as possible." "Hey, the senior is really amazing! Today I got 100% in all! That's great!"...

He would often read that book, and would often think about what-ifs: If I hadn't been injured, would this person still be with me?If I can continue to play, will he write me more than a dozen such notebooks?If we're still together now, can't we really conquer the world and make him proud of me for the rest of his life?

But after all, there are no such ifs.Occasionally, he would feel lost, but he never thought about the reason for being so obsessed with it, but at this moment, for some reason, it was as if something had been cut open, and he suddenly remembered that he was caressed by him in the classmate book. Ten years, the words that have long been shallow, carefully written on it: We can be together forever.

To be together forever... what is it like to be together?

If something that goes out before it has time to burn, suddenly warms up again, is it too late?

Wang Ziwen couldn't figure it out, he couldn't even figure out what it was that went out and became hot again, or rather, he couldn't believe it, what it might be.

His heart was full of turmoil, and he was a little panicked, until someone knocked on the glass of the car, he looked up and saw Tao Yina talking to him.

And beside her stood a strange yet familiar figure. When that person saw him looking directly at the past, his eyes dodged, and he pursed his lower lip nervously. That look and movement overlapped with the boy in his memory. At that moment , Wang Ziwen felt that the surging waves beating against his heart suddenly quieted down, and then receded inch by inch, and his whole heart became extremely calm in an instant.

He looked at him for a long time, opened the car door under Tao Yina's puzzled eyes, walked down, and walked towards the equally confused man step by step.

He suddenly felt that these few steps were not approaching this person, but more like approaching something that made people tremble.

"Small……"

He wanted to call Xiao Mao Mao a little bit, but felt ashamed. He was silent for a while, and then suddenly made up his mind.

Just let all the past pass, he doesn't want him to think of those painful memories again, they can start again, and this time, let him come close to him, look at him, just like this person once did for him did.

"Hi," Wang Ziwen raised his eyebrows, facing the slightly dazed man across the way, showing a teasing smile when we met for the first time many years ago, "We are really destined, such a coincidence, we meet again."