Chapter 133

  Contrary to expectation, Jiang Chuan heard him say this, but did not show any surprised expression.

  At this moment, the red light was on, and Jiang Chuan stopped the car at the line, with one hand resting lightly on the edge of the steering wheel. He slightly turned his face, using his azure eyes to stare unblinkingly at the young man with black hair beside him... He didn't speak, causing the air pressure in the car to be a bit low. Looking at the half-face of the man being swallowed up by the darkness, a familiar feeling rose up again in his heart...

  Yes, this feeling is not for the first time.

  Moreover, he clearly remembered that it was probably from the day he returned from Berlin that Jiang Chuan would occasionally reveal a strange expression, which made him feel extremely uneasy. If in past movie scripts, he had seen screenwriters describe someone's eyes as making people feel like they were being swallowed alive, he had never seen an actor who could actually portray such a sharp gaze.

  But Gang Chuan just needs to sit there quietly and not speak, he is full of this aura all over his body.

  At this time, just as Jian Ran was trying to convince himself again that this strange feeling was an illusion caused by his current flustered emotions, he saw the man's thin lips slightly curled up, revealing a seemingly mocking and indifferent expression, saying: "Then you'd better get out."

  Jin Ran was taken aback for a moment, and before his brain could react, he subconsciously asked, "What did you say?" When he looked up again, as if to confirm something, and placed his gaze on Jiang Chuan once more, he found that there were no emotions on the other's face - yes, the mockery and anger he had seen in that instant didn't exist... For some reason, Jin Ran felt a slight sense of relief at this discovery. He pursed his lips slightly and said seriously, "Don't make jokes like that at times like these."

  Jiang Chuan said "oh" and turned his head to look at the road ahead, saying: "I'm just casually suggesting that you don't think you're being too tense? Coming out of the closet is just a matter of fact, maybe the final result won't be as bad as you imagined..."

  He clenched his fist on one side of his body and tried to sound calm as he retorted, "What if I do? Would the efforts of my past decade or so just..."

  "Don't always bring up time, this year my dad has done enough for me to top your ten or so years... forget it, never mind." Jiang Chuan looked unhappy and muttered to himself, then continued, "If you have something to say, just follow me abroad, you're just a small celebrity with an unusual sexual orientation, not like you flew a plane to bomb the Pentagon, those people can't even chase you to Berlin to kill you, right? — Even if there was such a situation, I can guarantee they won't even be able to leave the airport."

  “……”

  He was really impressed by Jiang Chuan's mood to joke around at this time. After some thought, he seemed to have made up his mind and quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket, swiftly entering the blacklist and pulling out a number that had been lying in there for a long time. However, before he could find and dial the number he thought he would never call again, his wrist was suddenly clamped by a hand reaching over from beside him.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "What's going on?"

  Suddenly, he found that his voice and Jiang Chuan's were almost simultaneously ringing in the car, but the difference was that his voice sounded violent and urgent, while Jiang Chuan's was neither fast nor slow, as if the current situation of being on fire had nothing to do with him at all.

  He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest. His eyes dimmed slightly as he said, "I need to talk to Jiang Luocheng."

  "Now that things have come to this, what's there to talk about? Are you stupid or something? What if it gets recorded? It'll just end up being evidence that proves you're gay."

  Jiang Chuan snatched the phone from his hand and put it on the other side, out of his reach. Jian Ran tried to grab it back, but he was restrained by the seatbelt as Jiang Chuan continued driving. After a few failed attempts, Jian Ran sat back in his seat, staring blankly out the window with a confused expression.

  Jiang Chuan felt his left pocket vibrating - probably because someone who had just been unblocked from the blacklist was sending him a bunch of texts. He glanced at the young black-haired man beside him, only to find that he hadn't noticed the phone's vibration and was sitting in the passenger seat like a soulless puppet.

  This sight made the man pause for a moment.

  A hint of hesitation flashed through the originally lazy azure eyes.

  Of course, the next second, before anyone noticed anything was wrong, he gathered his emotions and followed with a gentle expression, lightly sighing and revealing a helpless look. He raised his hand to pat the head of the guy beside him who looked like a lost puppy: "Don't worry so much, it's just a bunch of netizens guessing for now, everyone will guess and make a fuss before it passes, not responding is the best response."

  He turned his head slightly, looked at Jiang Chuan with a particularly dazed expression, nodded, and continued to stare out the window in a trance-like state.

  Jiang Chuan thought it was better to be safe than sorry, considering the news that had been surrounding him tonight might attract paparazzi lurking around his residence. So he drove directly back to his own villa - not the IM company dormitory, but a mountain-top apartment he had bought later in G City. The location was secluded, with an excellent security system that didn't have to worry about paparazzi, and each household and neighbor were far apart, with top-notch privacy.

  After getting off the bus, he was too weak to be surprised by the sudden appearance of such a mansion and asked weakly: "When did you buy this house?"

  "Just bought it." Jiang Chuan backed the car into the garage.

  "What's the point of buying?" The implication is that their profession always involves flying all over the world, staying in each city for a short time, and it's enough to just have a place to live, there's really no need to buy a house somewhere.

  "Golden house, hidden beauty." The man said irritably after turning off the engine, "Are you going in or not?"

  He carefully opened the car door and jumped out, immediately feeling the night wind blowing across his face, carrying a faint floral scent and the smell of plant soil mixed together into his nostrils. He walked out of the garage, only to discover that Jiang Chuan had chosen a very deliberate location, just past this point was the mountain top, and if he took two more steps forward, he could overlook the entire city's night view from above.

  "This house must be very expensive, right?"

  "Probably."

  Jiang Chuan absent-mindedly grabbed Jian Ran and dragged him back into the house, dumping a pile of clean clothes on his head and urging him to take a bath and relax. He watched with satisfaction as Jian Ran walked towards the bathroom step by step, then closed the door behind him. The man's face, which had been expressionless until now, finally showed some change in emotion, and he seemed to lose strength, collapsing onto the sofa behind him. After a moment, he suddenly remembered something and pulled out Jian Ran's phone from his pocket. As expected, there were a string of unread messages - aside from a few from Fang Yu, all the rest were from Jiang Luo Cheng.

  I watched that talk show at 13:20, what's the meaning of it? After rejecting me last time, are you trying to prove something to me on this kind of show again? What do you want to prove? Are you still living well after leaving me? Are there many better people who want to be with you? Do you need to go that far? I don't think you're that kind of person.

  [4:30 I don't know if you can see it, but give me another chance.]

  At 16:50 I posted some content on Weibo, just wanting to say something to you. I don't dare guarantee whether anyone will guess anything from it. If you want to stop me, call me now and I'll wait for half an hour.

  [Weibo has been posted at 18:30.]

  Jiang Chuan raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, "You're already on the blacklist, who would receive your texts? Are you sick?"

  Thinking about it while continuing to flip through.

  Then I saw what came next——

  Watching netizens' guesses one by one getting closer and closer to the truth, I really want to laugh.

  【20:35 You always think that everyone should naturally be good to you, cater to you, and put your career first. You never consider the feelings of those around you... Even when I'm suffering humiliation for you, you don't show even a hint of emotion. Are you made of stone, Yuan Jin Yan?】

  [9:00 PM You're done.]

  【21:50 Yuan Jinyan, what do you think Jiang Chuan is? I don't care if he really has anything to do with you, just think about it, apart from that one time when you were still in a daze and he cleared up the rumors for his own sake, has he ever been intimate with you in public even once? Why did he suddenly cooperate so well on this TV show?】

  The man saw this place, his hand paused for a moment, slightly narrowed his eyes and whistled.

  That face, which had been expressionless from start to finish, suddenly showed a hint of a smile - although the azure eyes were devoid of any smile and had even fallen to freezing point... The bathroom behind him was quiet, it could be guessed that someone was sitting in the bathtub, lost in thought, and might catch a cold. The man grabbed the remote control and casually turned up the central air conditioner, then he sat up from the sofa, without thinking, deleted Jiang Luocheng's last message, and never looked at his phone again, carelessly tossing it aside.

  Jiang Chuan flipped the switch, turning on the computer that was placed on the tea table. The computer entered a certain voice system and began to make a one-way call. After a while, the video screen on the other end became slightly brighter.

  The video shows a luxuriously decorated room, with thick carpets, neatly arranged bookshelves, and comfortable-looking bay windows. In the corner, there are plants and a tripod, on which a small goldfish is being raised in a water tank... There is no TV or other ordinary electronic devices. Another unusual thing is that the door to the entire room is not an ordinary door, but rather a prison-like barred gate.

  Jiang Chuan waited patiently for a while, and as expected, there was movement on the video side soon after. About a minute later, that...

  The railing automatically opened, and a figure of the same height as him appeared from behind the railing - that person looked like he had just finished exercising and was covered in sweat. When he stared at the red hair sitting on the other side of the video, people could unexpectedly discover that the two people in the video had extremely similar facial contours, as well as a pair of identical azure eyes.

  Two people stared at each other through the computer screen for a moment.

  Jiang Chuan thought for a moment and then spoke up with some small talk: "It looks like you're being treated pretty well over there."

  The other party obviously didn't take it kindly: "Yes, it's quite suitable for you to get a punch in return. Want to join?"

  The two of them continued in silence.

  After a long time, the person on the computer side finally spoke in an extremely cold tone: "Do you know that forcibly opening the video like this is very much like a voyeur?"

  "I've run into some trouble." Jiang Chuan seemed to ignore the other's accusation, "You should repay me for helping you all this time, shouldn't you?"

  The person on the other end of the video paused for a few seconds, seemingly surprised that his younger cousin would one day ask him for help. He casually picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped away some sweat, thinking for a moment before responding: "Tell me about it, I won't help with anything too difficult."

  "My dad is forcing me to go on a blind date with the woman he likes, I don't want to. Last time I went back, he beat me up and locked me in for a month, and even mocked me saying that the person I like is a coward who doesn't even have the courage to come out of the closet, what's the point of being with me...". Jiang Chuan said, as if recalling that unpleasant scene, frowning slightly and making a "tsk" sound before continuing, "What the hell, it's none of his business who I'm with, I don't need a brave wife to save the world..."

  Jiang Chuan hadn't even finished speaking when the person on the computer side couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Looking at the face that clearly showed a blood relationship with himself, Jiang Chuan had an urge to smash it: "Are you sick? I came to seek help from you, what are you laughing about?"

  "You said your wife," the person on the other end said, "is it a boy?"

  "Hmm." Jiang Chuan responded gruffly.

  "Tell your dad that I at least like a man, not like that guy Leiche who doesn't even like humans." The man's smile remained unchanged as he teased, "See if he'll be any better off?"

  "Do you want me to chase you over there and beat you up?"

  "Come on, I've had it with Wang from next door for a long time. You bravely broke into prison and got sentenced to over a decade, just in time to fill his vacancy."

  "Let's talk business, Lelouch."

  "Come on, no one asked you to beat around the bush." The guy called Leizhe still looked nonchalant, casting a glance at his poor-looking younger brother with the corner of his eye, and for some reason, he found this appearance quite comical. "I also don't think you're the kind of person who would come crying to your older brother because your family is stopping you..."

  "I was provoked by my dad." Jiang Chuan pretended not to hear the so-called "pitiful" and vicious words, saying, "So I made some impulsive decisions on TV, in front of a large audience..."

  "It seems you really love acting."

  "Have you had enough? After all the development, it seems like this thing has succeeded, but now he's gotten himself into a situation where he can't get out of it, and he's getting anxious to the point of jumping up and down - I'm afraid that if he finds out something is off, he might go crazy on me..."

  "Why have you come to me with this anthropological behavior?"

  "Aren't you very familiar with animals?"

  "......Is your wife human after all?"

  Jiang Chuan's face revealed a tangled expression, and finally said: "Yes, but essentially it's also similar to, like hamsters."

  "......Are you having an affair with the hamster you're raising?"

  Jiang Chuan thought for a moment, but he didn't know whether he was distracted or simply didn't know how to answer the question. In any case, he remained silent, and the man on the computer also fell into contemplation, as if considering how absurd it was for humans and hamsters to be together.