Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 61 : Loving Oneself

Chapter 61: Chapter 61 : Loving Oneself

Understandably, Shen Jingwei was rather baffled by Feng Jietang’s sudden appearance at his front door.

"Jietang, why are you here?" He asked the other man. "Weren’t you doing the magazine cover at a snowy mountain?"

"Yes, yes, I was."

Feng Jietang’s clothing was a little more disheveled than usual. If Shen Jingwei did not know better, he might suspect Feng Jietang ran all the way here from his shooting location.

Feng Jietang crumpled his face at Shen Jingwei, looking endlessly pitiful.

"Aren’t you going to ask me in?"

"Yes, of course." Shen Jingwei already retreated a step when he suddenly changed his mind. "Actually, we should go somewhere else."

Now it was Feng Jietang’s turn to be baffled.

"Why???"

Shen Jingwei pursed his lips at him. He grabbed his jacket and locked the door before dragging Feng Jietang away by his wrist.

"It’s not like you don’t know that I am a homosexual. What will people think if you are locked with me together in a cramped apartment?"

Feng Jietang laughed.

"Why are you so outdated, Little Shen? Besides, if push comes to shove, I am sure that I can overpower you just fine."

"...."

What’s with every guy around him trying to emasculate him constantly??? Did they take him for a defenseless girl???

"Anyway, let’s go eat something. I am starving."

"Oh, you are? Now that I think about it..."

An A-List actor through and through, Feng Jietang’s stomach knew to growl on cue.

"I am also hungry, hahaha... Should we go have some hotpot together?"

"Hotpot for two seems to be rather wasteful," Shen Jingwei disagreed.

"Nonsense! We are hardworking actors! Each of us should be able to eat for two grown men!"

Shen Jingwei gave up resisting.

"... Hotpot it is."

They ordered a hot spicy pot with a lot of red peppers and chili bits. The vapor that arose from the glaring red, oily surface was enough to make their eyes water.

But these two men were too hungry to mind.

They were busy dumping the succulent lamb meat slices, the crispy lotus root pieces, the golden-brown fried tofu rolls, the fresh vegetables, and various bouncy meatballs into the pot.

As they waited for the ingredients to cook, they began to talk.

"So why are you here?" Shen Jingwei asked the second time around.

Feng Jietang bit into a red bean pastry and said, "Obviously I am worried about you."

Shen Jingwei stirred into the spicy pot and sighed.

"I guess the news spread rather quickly."

"Duh, I am part of the team, if you recall. Of course, I will find out one way or another."

"I see."

Feng Jietang swallowed his food before he spoke again.

"I know I should not question your aversion to Yan Renzhong’s touch. Heaven knows if he tries to kiss me, I might vomit for days."

Feng Jietang shuddered at that thought.

"But still, why the reaction? Or are you uncomfortable with intimacy in general?"

"I don’t know," Shen Jingwei lied.

Feng Jietang stared at him.

"You should talk to me openly. I am trying to help you overcome this problem. Being the more experienced one between us, I think I can offer you several tips."

Shen Jingwei chuckled.

"Have you never encountered a hitch in intimate scenes?"

Feng Jietang’s eyes rolled upward as he recalled his past filming experiences.

"I was not happy when I had to kiss an ugly witch once, but hey the actress was actually a very beautiful one, so it all turned out pretty well."

"Hahaha."

That was not the case at all with Yan Renzhong.

Of course, Feng Jietang would not be able to relate.

Seeing the dejection on Shen Jingwei’s face, Feng Jietang could not help but feel disheartened as well.

"Little Shen, come on. What is the problem?"

He reached out to touch Shen Jingwei’s hand.

"Talk to me. I am sure I can help."

Shen Jingwei took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slowly. His eyes, heavy with unspoken emotions, finally met Feng Jietang’s.

At that moment, Feng Jietang felt a wave of inadequacy wash over him. Shen Jingwei’s pupils were a swirling vortex of emotions, a depth of feeling that Feng Jietang had never encountered before.

For some reason, the sight made Feng Jietang’s heart skip a beat.

"Say, have you ever fallen in love with someone before?" Shen Jingwei asked.

"Uh."

Feng Jietang opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out. Clearly, he was unprepared to answer this kind of question.

A swarm of admirers had surrounded him since his teenage years, their hearts fluttering at his every glance.

Though he appreciated their fondness, love, for him, was a far more profound emotion.

"I..."

Feng Jietang was unable to give a proper reply.

Tears, like unshed rain, gathered in Shen Jingwei’s eyes, his lashes fluttering like the wings of a wounded bird, his gaze a haunting symphony of unspoken anguish.

"Have you ever fallen for someone so deeply, so hopelessly, only to find out that he never felt the same about you?"

"Little Shen..." Feng Jietang mouthed.

Tears slowly fell across Shen Jingwei’s cheeks, one droplet chasing after another before pooling under his chin and slowly dripping on the table.

"Have you ever felt so worthless and useless? It doesn’t matter what you do or give to the person you love, you will never be good enough for him."

"Little Shen...!"

A self-deprecating chuckle escaped Shen Jingwei’s lips.

"Have you ever felt like you will never find anyone who loves you with the same depth and dedication?"

"Have you ever hated yourself so much for being so pathetic and unlovable?"

A surge of anger propelled Feng Jietang to his feet, his jaw tightening. With a swift, forceful movement, he lunged forward, his embrace nearly bumped Shen Jingwei off his seat.

"Don’t say that," Feng Jietang whispered into Shen Jingwei’s ear.

"If you are so worthless and useless and pathetic and unlovable, why would I come here to be with you?"

Shen Jingwei’s lips fell open in astonishment. The masculine heat radiating from Feng Jietang’s body was comparable to the heat radiating from the spicy hotpot on the table.

No, probably even more.

If he hugged him tighter, he might reduce him into a pile of ash.

"Little Shen."

Feng Jietang loosened his embrace and their eyes locked in a silent, intense exchange.

At that moment, their surroundings seemed to stand still, frozen in time.

None of them dared to breathe too loud, afraid of shattering the fragile ambiance.

And then slowly, Feng Jietang leaned in, his breath warm against Shen Jingwei’s lips.

Their lips brushed against each other gently before Feng Jietang sealed their lips together in a tender kiss.

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