Ch204 - This kind of feeling… was probably contentmen (2/2)

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After reading the script, Xue Ling turned to Su Xuanyan and asked, “If I tell you to invest, would you invest even if you don’t want to?”

Su Xuanyan looked at him helplessly and had no choice but to say, “Yes.”

Xue Ling put down the script in satisfaction and said to Zhu Ruoqiu, “Director Zhu, Su Family will invest in this script, and Tianxuan will help you with the production. You’ll shoot it, and I’ll star in it.”

Zhu Ruoqiu hadn’t expected that he would come to a conclusion so quickly. He was surprised as he asked, “Are you really able to play the leading role?” His concern was not about the investment or how to produce the film, but whether or not Xue Ling could act out the role he had in his heart.

Xue Ling nodded, turned over the script and said, “Since Director Zhu doesn’t have confidence in me, give me ten minutes. I hope Director Zhu will give me a chance to audition.”

Zhu Ruoqiu saw that he had been prepared for such a situation and nodded. “Since you think you can do it, give it a shot.”

Twenty minutes later, Xue Ling and Su Xuanyan left Zhu Ruoqiu’s house, and Su Xuanyan notified Su Xuanqing to send someone from the company to contact Zhu Ruoqiu about their upcoming partnership.

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Xue Ling was in a good mood and asked him, “Was my performance good?”

Su Xuanyan looked at him, his gaze filled with a rare gentleness, “You were that kind of romantic and distinguished figure once. How would you be unable to portray his character and give a bad performance?”

Xue Ling’s footsteps paused. He stopped for a long time before asking, “Then, when I was that kind of romantic and distinguished character, was I like him in the end? Going far away and never returning.”

“Yes, you went to a very faraway place, and never came back.” The two of them seemed to be speaking in riddles, and temporarily moved away from the topic.

“If, and I mean, ‘if’, this movie really wins prizes, then I’ll be able to remember what happened between us.” Xue Ling spoke very earnestly, “You invest, and I’ll work hard. If I remember everything, we’ll go get the marriage license.”

Su Xuanyan was shocked, and fell a step behind before disbelievingly chasing after Xue Ling. He grabbed Xue Ling’s hand and asked, “Were you serious just now?”

“You said it. We’ve been together many, many times.” Xue Ling was still serious, “Since we can love and support each other in so many lifetimes, then there is nothing that the me who has remembered everything would refuse to do for you.”

“Su Xuanyan.”

“I’m here.”

“You can’t betray me.”

“I won’t.” Su Xuanyan smiled as he pulled him into his arms. “I know. If I betray you, you’ll kill me.” He lowered his head to meet Xue Ling’s gaze, his eyes filled with tenderness and laughter, and incredible sweetness. “As you said, we’ve gone through so many lives together. I fall in love with you every time even without my memories, so how could the me who has remembered everything ever betray you?”

Xue Ling looked into his eyes and saw his own face reflected in Su Xuanyan’s pupils. He thought about it, then leaned up and gave Su Xuanyan a kiss before turning and breaking out of his embrace. He grasped Su Xuanyan’s hand, held it tightly, and intertwined their fingers together. “I’ve stamped it. You’re mine from now on.”

“Yes, I’m all yours.”

That night, Xue Ling had a dream. In his dream, a fierce war was waged on the battlefield, and the sound of soldiers fighting rang through the sky. Su Xuanyan rushed towards him on horseback, jumping off his horse just as he arrived and rushing forward to hug him.

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He cried while holding him.

Tears fell onto his shoulder. He wanted to reach out, pat him on the shoulder and tell him not to cry, but he found that he could not move at all, and his body was stiff.

It seemed that he was dead.

Xue Ling found it very peculiar. Su Xuanyan had said that they were very happy in every life, and had never mentioned that he had died like this in one of their lives. This was probably what Su Xuanyan had meant when he said that he had gone to a very faraway place and never returned.

In addition to his dream about the battlefield, he dreamed about a lot of other scenes, most of which were surrounding his death. Every time he left, Su Xuanyan would be by his side accompanying him, and after he left, Su Xuanyan would follow.

Xue Ling woke up in the middle of the night after dreaming of death again and again. His spirit was somewhat depressed, and he tossed and turned in bed before finally running to Su Xuanyan’s bed, bringing his pillow with him.

Although Su Xuanyan’s bed was a single, it was still relatively wide. Xue Ling hesitated, then lifted up his quilt and stuffed himself inside.

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It was rather difficult to fit two people onto a single bed, and his actions naturally woke Su Xuanyan from his light sleep. Su Xuanyan didn’t say anything, and seeing Xue Ling try to stuff himself into bed, opened his arms and pulled him into his embrace.

Their bodies were pressed closely together, and Xue Ling could feel Su Xuanyan’s heartbeat and breathing.

He had originally thought that he wouldn’t be able to sleep cramped up like this, but he somehow managed a good night of sleep.

This kind of feeling… was probably contentment.