The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 279 "Walking with Love" (Part 19)

If you ever fall in love with someone else, I'll retire from the entertainment industry. Whether it collapses or not doesn't matter.

Lu Nanting carried her back to her room without complaint, gave her a comforting hug, and then went back to the kitchen to bake bread.

Gu Lanxi changed into her pajamas, washed up, put on a face mask, and sat back on the sofa, Lu Nanting's words echoing in her mind.

His calm, earnest tone made her heartstrings tremble.

An indescribable emotion clung to her, she wanted to untangle it, but couldn't find a way out.

Like a scorching summer day with an impending downpour, or like a heavy snowfall that buries her chest in the blink of an eye.

I feel restless and suffocated. I stretch my neck, wanting to breathe fresh air, but I also have the illusion of being underwater, wondering how long I will have to swim before I can surface.

Clearly, this is not a reassuring topic.

I don't know how we ended up talking about this.

He took out his phone, opened the music app, and found that there was another playlist, which Lu Nanting named "Night".

Sharing an account wasn't very convenient, but Lu Nanting liked these little romantic gestures in life, so she let him have his way.

Feeling annoyed, Gu Lanxi couldn't resist her curiosity when she saw something new and opened it directly.

It's all instrumental music, very gentle, perfect for listening to when you can't sleep.

So, does he also have sleepless nights and need to rely on music to find peace?
Realizing this, I felt a pang of sadness, yet also a sense of relief.

If love is a net, then she and Lu Nanting are equally stuck in that net.

The rational side of her would keep telling her to love boldly, even if the future changes, but having loved is having loved, and that's enough for this life.

The sentimental one would always whisper in the middle of the night: "Look, a sharp sword is hanging over your head, aren't you afraid?"

To be honest, Lu Nanting really is the type of person who only reports good news and never bad.

He always had happy things to tell her, but he never brought up sad things.

She is not a careless person.

She's just used to ignoring many emotional details.

Adopting a "better to be confused" attitude, I don't think about it, as if it doesn't exist and won't affect her.

It's a very cold, self-centered feeling.

Some are immersed, obsessed, even to the point of forgetting themselves, while others stand by coldly, ready to protect themselves at any moment.

She doesn't know if other people's relationships are like this, or if she would be like this with other people, because she has only dated one person, so there's really no comparison.

When two people are together, joy wells up from the bottom of their hearts like a fountain, but once they are alone, they can't help but worry.

Some say that pessimism is a kind of foresight based on a deep understanding of reality, and that a short-sighted person cannot be pessimistic.

She's seen far too many rich people.

Couples who are loving and devoted to each other until death are rarer than giant pandas.

Are you confident you can become one of them?

Soft musical notes lingered in the air, and she recalled a post she had seen online one night shortly after their breakup.

Many people complain that after being together for a long time, they get used to neglecting their partner.

Every meeting follows a similar process.

Kissing, giving gifts, eating, doing things, and then each of us lying in bed lazily playing on our phones.

Some, even based on their economic situation, will omit or gloss over a few steps, using the guise of being adults to get straight to the point.

But Lu Nanting never did that.

When he's alone, he likes to browse the internet and do many interesting things, but whenever he's with her, he'll basically spend time with her.

They would cook together, pick apples in the yard, and snuggle together on the soft sofa, basking in the slightly dry autumn sun, quietly reading an interesting book.

Sometimes, we'd even start exchanging our thoughts halfway through watching a show.

He liked to hug her from behind, sometimes resting his head on her shoulder, sometimes letting her lean back, but every time his cheek touched the downy hair on the top of her head, he couldn't help but chuckle.

He always seemed to have so much to say to her.

In his words, the whole world is so interesting. In the quiet of the night, I can't help but reflect on it.

Lu Nanting did many things for her, but he did not do them to morally blackmail her or to get anything from her.

I just wanted to do that.

I felt very satisfied and happy after I finished.

She didn't seem to have done anything for Lu Nanting.

They always enjoy the other person's sacrifices.

The music was very soft, and Gu Lanxi was getting drowsy. During the transition between the two pieces, a brief interruption suddenly woke her up.

I peeled off the half-dry face mask and looked up at the clock on the wall.

It's already 10:30.

Gu Lanxi felt very thirsty, so she walked to the dresser against the wall and picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water.

I unscrewed the cap and filled half the bottle.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance. Gu Lanxi walked to the door, opened it, and saw Lu Nanting carrying several plastic bags, returning under the moonlight.

She held her thermos, leaned against the door frame, and quietly watched him approach her step by step.

The night wind was chilly. Lu Nanting approached, first looking down at her. Seeing that she was wearing a pair of grape-purple cotton socks obediently, he nodded in satisfaction before speaking: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I can't sleep because I'm not used to sleeping in this bed, I'm waiting for you."

After saying that, Gu Lanxi stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck, and kissed his cheek.

He still smelled faintly of butter.

It's a recipe with reduced oil and sugar, but the butter is baked, making it especially fragrant.

Okay, this amazing person who can fall asleep on a haystack on set when she's tired says she can't sleep on the soft bed in the guesthouse.

Lu Nanting chuckled, locked the door behind him, placed the bag in his hand on the dresser by the door, and then bent down to kiss her.

Only one floor lamp was lit in the room, near the sofa.

The two of them stayed in the dimly lit and cramped entryway, and every breath they took and every exchange of saliva was particularly heart-stirring.

After a long while, the two separated. Gu Lanxi felt a tingling sensation in her mouth, and perhaps because she was dizzy, she blurted out:
"As expected, the whole 'knocked out by a kiss' thing was just bragging, right?"

"You have quite the academic spirit."

With a hoarse voice, Lu Nanting lifted her up and sat her on the cabinet, then kissed her again.

This time it was exceptionally fierce.

Clearly, bending over affected his performance.

Gu Lanxi wrapped her legs around his waist, intertwined her arms, and hugged his neck, her mind unusually free of any thoughts.

For a relationship to be truly intimate, the fusion of soul and body is indispensable.

But after releasing her again, Lu Nanting simply held her, waiting for her reaction to subside, without any intention of taking it any further.

"We're going hiking tomorrow, so go to bed early."

Gu Lanxi was too embarrassed to look at him, but couldn't resist being cheeky, so she put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear:
"That's good, otherwise I won't have anywhere to make you a kidney-tonifying soup tomorrow."

The two of them have been spending a lot of time together lately, and she's not the only one suffering from the effects of the kidney-tonifying soup.

Lu Nanting lifted her up in an annoyed tone and patted her bouncy, round bottom twice: "If you flirt with me again, you won't be sleeping tonight."

"Tsk, we absolutely cannot be buried together after we die."

"why?"

"I'm afraid your mouth will hurt me."

Lu Nanting hugged her and chuckled softly.

The laughter was low, husky, and magnetic, unlike its usual clear and bright tone; it was quite seductive.

"Don't laugh like that."

He said that, but his expression told a completely different story.