After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Xie Ning's heart beat fast when Zhuang Yan held hands and walked on the main road.

He licked his lips and couldn't help but squeeze his hand a little tighter.

The gesture of interlocking fingers makes each finger of the two people entangled together, which is a little more intimate than a normal handshake.

It's as if the hearts of the two are so tightly entangled.

Sensing Xie Ning's movements, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The old hooligan's heart began to stir again. Although he had been meditating to be gentle, the words still smacked of flirting.

"Do you think we look like a couple shopping together now?"

Xie Ning froze for a moment, and the tips of his ears turned red again uncontrollably.

There were quite a lot of people on the street at this time, and there was a music plaza not far in front. There happened to be an event today, and a lot of people passed by them.

After the legalization of same-sex marriage, same-sex couples no longer hide and hide like before, and they are no longer paid attention to when walking on the road.

But seeing Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, others subconsciously took a few extra glances.

Without him, two handsome guys of this level and appearance walking together are too eye-catching.

Zhuang Yan leaned close to his ear and whispered: "They must think we are a couple seeing us like this. No one would have thought that I would still follow you without a name, oh..."

He pretended to sigh, and his warm breath brushed against Xie Ning's earlobe, making him even more ashamed and angry: "Stop talking."

Xie Ning's face is too thin, he can't stand a few words of teasing from him, and he can't learn to fight back.

Zhuang Yan was afraid of scaring people away, so he chuckled lightly, but he didn't say any more.

Xie Ning learned his lesson today, dressed in full armor, and didn't give Zhuang Yan any chance to show courteousness.

He didn't know how the light-colored plush coat was designed. The hat was wrapped in a circle of fluff, and there were two balls at the neckline, dangling with his movements.

Zhuang Yan stared at the two balls for a while, thinking, children's clothes are not designed so cutely.

He remembered that Xie Ning's clothes were pretty good, and every time he matched them, they were refreshing. Today, he probably took the... plush warm route?

He nodded in satisfaction.

Xie Ning's body looked too thin, even if he wore a lot of clothes, he would not be round like a ball, but fluffy and cute.

The two drifted with the crowd and followed the crowd to the music square.

There was probably a band performing on the stage in the middle, and there was a crowd of people in a circle.

Zhuang Yan knew that Xie Ning didn't like crowded places, so he didn't take him to squeeze into the crowd, but found a place not far away, and listened to the faint sound of music.

The stage for the performance was not very high, Xie Ning looked out curiously, but only saw heads one after another, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Zhuang Yan chuckled: "I have a way for you to see the people inside."

Xie Ning was curious: "What way?"

Zhuang Yan said slowly: "You can sit on my shoulder, I will lift you up, and you will be able to see."

As an artist, Xie Ning quickly made up the picture in his mind after listening to his description.

Then Xie Ning glared at him: "Do you think I'm a child!"

And he is so big, how could Zhuang Yan lift him up.

Zhuang Yan continued to tease him: "Would you like to try, I am very strong, I think I can definitely lift you up."

Xie Ning pursed his lips, don't turn his head away to ignore him.

"Is this your first time visiting the square at night?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help asking when he saw him poking his head, his eyes full of curiosity.

Xie Ning replied, "Yes."

"I don't like going out very much." He said slowly, "When I have free time, I like to stay at home and draw, especially at night, when I always have more inspiration."

Zhuang Yan: "Do all of you art workers like to create in the middle of the night? I know a screenwriter who couldn't write a single word no matter how hard he scratched his head during the day. At two or three o'clock in the morning, his writing suddenly springs up, and he writes."

Xie Ning thought for a while: "It's quieter at night, and few people will disturb you, so the creative inspiration will be a little more than during the day, but it depends on the person... I'm fine, I usually go to bed around 12 o'clock."

12 o'clock is not particularly late, and the schedule is healthy. Sometimes Zhuang Yan himself is often busy until the early morning of the next day for movie editing, and he has no position to teach others.

Zhuang Yan said: "Although I really want to show you around, but... it's actually my first time here."

Xie Ning looked over curiously: "It's your first time here too?"

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You forgot how long I have been abroad. The country has changed a lot in the past few years. I might not be as familiar with this place as you."

It was only then that Xie Ning remembered that the person next to him was a "returnee" who had not returned to China for a long time.

"It's good to be the first time." Zhuang Yan said, "We still have a long way to go together, we still have a long time to live together, we can create countless first times that belong to each other. "

On the stage, the crisp voice of the singer came from the speaker, but it couldn't cover Zhuang Yan's deep voice.

He asked seriously, "Doesn't that sound particularly romantic?"

The sound of rock instruments thumped, resembling Xie Ning's rumbling heartbeat.

He thought, Zhuang Yan deserves to be a director who focuses on literary and artistic films. Such a simple thing, an ordinary sentence, suddenly became romantic after he said it.

"It's very romantic." Xie Ning also answered seriously, his fingers trembling slightly involuntarily.

Zhuang Yan thought he was blown cold by the wind, so he looked around, and finally found a coffee shop that looked upscale and had an elegant environment.

The air conditioner was turned on in the coffee shop, and as soon as I opened the door and walked in, my whole body warmed up.

This coffee shop is petty bourgeois, with wooden design, soft sofas, and light white tones... There is a grand piano in the center of the hall with ulterior motives, a few green plants are decorated at the corners, and the corners are placed There is a floor-to-ceiling bookcase with various types of magazines on it.

The design is unique and not deliberate, which can poke the hearts of most literary youths.

There is a small box on the second floor, Zhuang Yan has a heavy burden, he is not the kind who can drink coffee in the lobby, so he decisively took Xie Ning to the second floor.

He ordered a cup of hot milk according to Xie Nin's taste, and picked out a few small cakes.

Looking out from the window on the second floor, you can just see the crowd in the music square. Although the distance is a bit far away, the angle of overlooking is also special.

"To be honest, it's the first time I've been to this kind of roadside coffee shop." Zhuang Yan put his hand loosely on the table.

In the past, when others wanted to invite him to drink coffee, they would have to urge him three times and invite him four times. After he condescendingly nodded and agreed, he would find a top-notch coffee shop and sit there for an hour or two.

Xie Ning listened to him slowly, and occasionally laughed out loud: "It's not down-to-earth at all."

Zhuang Yan pays attention to elegance in everything, and the words vulgar and earthy have nothing to do with him in his eight lifetimes.

Someone once complained that if he drinks a cold cup for nothing, he always chooses snow water melted from high mountains, and puts it in a delicate porcelain bowl, and then adorns it with a few petals.

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Zhuang Yan: "Don't believe these words, they are spreading rumors and making fun of me. All of them are more exaggerated than Mary Su in the novel."

Xie Ning remembered that Zhuang Yan was dragged by him to the casserole restaurant near X University. His outfit and temperament were incompatible with it, but he still ate it with him bit by bit.

It took a long time for the freshly ground coffee to be served. Zhuang Yan added a cube of sugar, mixed it with a spoon, and took a sip: "But when I'm with you, I don't mind doing anything."

Xie Ning blinked, and Zhuang Yan continued, "Probably because this is the first time I've fallen in love with someone."

Xie Ning was taken aback, then subconsciously said, "It's also my first time..."

"What's the first time?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows. The spoon rested on the cup and made a crisp sound against the bottom of the cup. He asked in a low voice, "It's also the first time you like someone?"

Xie Ning nodded, then seemed to think of something, and froze again.

Xu Qing...

He seemed to have never explained his relationship with Xu Qing to Zhuang Yan.

All this time, Zhuang Yan never mentioned anything related to Xu Qing in front of him, as if he was deliberately avoiding this person.

So Xie Ning also subconsciously forgot about Xu Qing.

Xie Ning pursed his lips.

But everyone knew that Xu Qing was his ex-boyfriend.

Zhuang Yan...does he really care about Xu Qing?

Would Zhuang Yan not believe what he said just now, thinking that he was lying to him...

Xie Ning's breathing became short of breath, and his heart ached inexplicably.

"You..." He clenched the corner of his clothes with his hands under the table, but he affirmed Zhuang Yan's words in a very serious tone, "You are the first person I fell in love with. I didn't lie to you."

He racked his brains to organize his words, trying to explain himself more clearly: "Xu Qing, Xu Qing's matter is not what you think..."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback: "That's what I think?"

Xie Ning had no idea that Zhuang Yan had asked Qi Rui to inquire about him, and thought that Zhuang Yan had delayed the meeting, he eagerly reached out and grabbed Zhuang Yan's sleeve: "I never liked him."

Even though he had already guessed it, Zhuang Yan's heart softened when he heard Xie Ning say it himself.

The corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably.

He held Xie Ning's slightly trembling hand instead, and comforted him: "Don't worry, speak slowly, I'm listening."

Xie Ning took a deep breath: "I was with him at the time, yes, there was a reason."

Zhuang Yan: "Yes, I know."

Xie Ning was taken aback again: "You know?"

"I guessed it." Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, "Actually, I know you have nothing to do with him. Although I don't know the reason, if I want to check, I can definitely find out."

"Just, I want to hear you tell me yourself."

Xie Ning's eye sockets turned red quickly.

He lowered his head and took a few deep breaths. When he spoke, his tone was dry: "Xu Qing... At that time, he chased me for two years, and I, I never talked to him. After graduating from university, my mother... my mother has been introducing girls to me , She has a very tough attitude, and sometimes she invites me to have a meal together, but when I arrive, I find that she has brought someone else... I, I don't like this very much."

The more he talked, the drier his throat became, Zhuang Yan thoughtfully handed him the milk: "Don't be so anxious, take a sip to moisten your throat first."

Xie Ning licked his dry lips, obediently took two sips of milk, and his voice slowed down: "Once, my mother tried to trick me into going on a blind date, and was bumped into by Xu Qing. He pretended to be me My boyfriend, helped me out... Later, somehow, this matter spread, and they all said that Xu Qing and I were dating."

Zhuang Yan frowned: "You didn't clarify?"

He regretted it when he said it.

This question was asked too urgently. Originally, Xie Ning's temperament of "everything has nothing to do with me" was not the kind of person who would care about these rumors.

Sure enough, Xie Ning lowered his head: "I... I don't care."

Zhuang Yan nodded without showing any displeasure, acting as if he was just asking casually.

Xie Ning felt apprehensive, and then explained: "Later, I found that it was very convenient... In the name of Xu Qing, my mother, my mother no longer pushed me as much as before, and my reasons for refusing were also sufficient, and then Xu Qing came to me and asked if I could give him a chance...he said..."

That day Xu Qing was affectionate and said that he hoped that Xie Ning would give him a chance to have a try with him.

He said a lot of things, what is just to be together in name first, he will not force Xie Ning, everything will be done according to Xie Ning's wishes and so on.

Xie Ning happened to need an excuse to reject Xia Wan, so hearing Xu Qing's sweet words, he couldn't help being a little moved.

Zhuang Yan took another sip of coffee, and asked as calmly as possible: "So you agreed?"

Xie Ning shook his head: "I was a little hesitant at that time. Later, Yan Xi told me that he hoped that I would stop being closed and get in touch with others more, so that I could try to respond to other people's feelings. He thought Xu Qing was not bad back then. ..."

"Yan Xi?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help grinding his teeth, he didn't expect Yan Xi to get involved here.

Xie Ning shrank his neck and explained for his friend: "He was also blind at that time, and later regretted it very much, saying that he was blind, and kept persuading me to break up with Xu Qing."

Zhuang Yan sneered: "He is quite blind."

Even with the status of a boyfriend, Xie Ning's attitude towards Xu Qing was still as cold as ever.

He has no feelings for Xu Qing.

Later, Xu Qing probably felt that there was nothing to gain from Xie Ning, so he began to reveal his true nature, spending time and drinking outside, and spreading his reputation for being romantic.

Xie Ning also mentioned breaking up with Xu Qing, but Xu Qing was unwilling for some reason.

And Xie Ning used Xu Qing's nominal boyfriend as a shield, and the effect was not bad. He didn't care about Xu Qing's reputation outside, so his attitude towards breaking up was not very firm.

Xie Ning once thought that he would never like anyone in his life, nor would he be with anyone.

He thought that he would spend this life alone, so as long as his nominal boyfriend didn't interfere with his life, whether it was Zhang San or Li Si, it didn't matter to him.

Zhuang Yancai let out a long breath after listening to his explanation of the cause and effect.

"Then do you still need a shield now? I think I might be hundreds of times better than Xu Qing." Seeing Xie Ning's nervous expression, he couldn't help making a joke in order to brighten up the atmosphere.

Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, then slowly blushed again: "...No need."

Zhuang Yan showed a disappointed expression.

Xie Ning said softly, "You are not a shield."

Zhuang Yan asked: "Then what am I?"

Xie Ning said seriously: "If... If I agree to you, I must really want to be with you, and I don't use you as a shield."

Zhuang Yan's heart warmed, and he couldn't help rubbing his head: "I know. I was just joking with you."

After a pause, he asked melancholy: "I don't know when I will be able to wait for your response."

The milk in Xie Ning's glass was almost bottomed out, he pursed his lips.

"It's okay." Zhuang Yan smiled, "Think slowly, it doesn't matter how long I wait, at worst I will chase you for two years."

Unexpectedly, Xie Ning retorted subconsciously: "It won't be that long..."

Zhuang Yan looked at him in surprise, Xie Ning immediately stopped talking.

Zhuang Yan didn't want to force him, another thing came to his mind, he couldn't help asking: "The tattoo on the wrist, engraved with a bird, what's the meaning?"

He originally thought that this tattoo had something to do with Xu Qing, but after hearing Xie Ning's explanation, it should not be the case.

Although Xie Ning is an art lover, he doesn't seem like someone who can get tattoos.

Zhuang Yan has been curious about this tattoo for a long time.

When Xie Ning heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his heart beat rapidly, his hands were tightly gripping the wall of the cup, and his knuckles were a little blue.

He opened his mouth with difficulty: "...Tattoos?"

"When you were drunk that day, you accidentally saw it." Zhuang Yan explained, "Does the bird have any special meaning?"

Xie Ning was silent for a while, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"No particular meaning," he said.

"It means free and unfettered."

The author has something to say: Zhuang Zhuang: This is my first time.

Ning Ning: ...Me, me too.

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