Raising You This Small Stuff

Chapter 43.1 Spend the rest of our lives together!

“Isn’t….. isn’t that Mo Yi Cheng?” A girl who was catching loach by the river rubbed her eyes.

The friend who had come with her was holding a canned bottle in her hand as she bent down, looking for prey, “Please, beside your bed, on your cell phone, and everything you have is full of Mo Yi Cheng, everyone looks like him to you.”

“Se… seriously…” The girl pulled the corner of her friend’s skirt, “And there’s a very beautiful boy next to him!”

When her friend heard that there was a beautiful boy next to a handsome guy, she lifted her head immediately, “Where? Where?”

She raised her hand and pointed.

Although she didn’t know whether it was Mo Yi Cheng, from his figure and vague outline, she could tell that he was definitely a handsome guy, and the boy next to him was very cute. The two were simply a match made in heaven!

“Ahhhh! Let’s go and take a look!”

“Go, go, go!”

Mo Yi Cheng noticed the two girls who were running towards him, arms open with an indifferent expression on his face. This situation wasn’t new to him, but it was the first time that Yuan Suo was seeing this type of situation as he grabbed Mo Yi Cheng’s arm nervously.

“It’s okay, don’t be nervous, they don’t mean any harm. But it’s also very troublesome to be caught, so follow me later, ok?”

“En!”

After receiving Yuan Suo’s reply, he raised the hood of Yuan Suo’s jacket, fastened it tightly and grabbed his wrist, “Run!”

Before Yuan Suo could react, he had already been pulled a few steps away. After reacting, followed behind hurriedly. The two ran wildly all the way, the moist wind from the riverside fanning across their faces. There was obviously a trace of coldness in the air, but Yuan Suo’s face became more and more red, and Mo Yi Cheng’s hand became tighter and tighter.

It wasn’t until the two girls were no longer visible that the two of them stopped. Panting heavily, they sat by the side of the river. They looked at the neon lights in the distance, then at each other, then finally burst out laughing together.

After they finished laughing, Mo Yi Cheng rubbed Yuan Suo’s soft hair, “Happy 19th birthday.”

A cluster of fireworks exploded in the sky, reflecting as trailing lights in their eyes.

“Thank you, and happy birthday to you too Mo Yi Cheng!” Only, after Yuan Suo’s voice fell, Mo Yi Cheng’s hand became empty. The person in front of him had disappeared before his eyes…

Mo Yi Cheng froze for a moment. He knew very well that it was time for the little thing to return to the game, but he didn’t know why his heart felt so empty.

As another firework exploded in the sky, he took his phone out and said to Yuan Suo: “On your next birthday, I’ll take you to see the most beautiful fireworks in the world.”

As Yuan Suo stood in his living room and looked at Mo Yi Cheng’s eyes that were as deep as the night sky through the screen and the mesmerizing fireworks in the starry sky, he nodded solemnly.

——

After a while, Yuan Suo was able to get in and out of the phone proficiently, but the time was relatively short. It was only five hours a day, hence the two had to calculate how to use it every day, but they were more cautious when they went out occasionally, afraid that Yuan Suo would suddenly disappear into thin air in the middle of a crowd when the time was up.

They would have dinner and watch a movie together today, go out for a walk with their puppy tomorrow, and go to a snack street together the day after. In short, there was very little time, but the feeling of urgency every second made the two cherish their time together.

Mo Yi Cheng finished late today, hence Chen Jiao drove him back to the hotel.

In the car, Mo Yi Cheng flipped through a part of the script that was to be shot tomorrow, a focused expression on his face.

Chen Jiao drove very steadily and as Mo Yi Cheng didn’t like for music to be playing while driving, the atmosphere in the car was very quiet.

Chen Jiao was wearing a casual white shirt and a black jacket. After losing weight, his chubby shoulders had become a lot more thinner and because his shoulders were somewhat narrow, after losing weight, the slightly wider clothes he wore made people feel that he was particularly weak.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

He had originally set it to vibrate, but he didn’t know when the volume had been turned on. Perhaps because the phone was a little old, it had began to have all kinds of small problems. In short, the sudden ringing made Chen Jiao a little confused, but as the phone was inside his pocket, it was inconvenient to get it out so he said in embarrassment, “Mo Ge, I’m sorry.”

Mo Yi Cheng turned his head, making it so that one couldn’t see his expression, but his ears were turned slightly to the side and he seemed to be listening carefully.

Mo Yi Cheng said: “This voice is very familiar.”

Chen Jiao was a little embarrassed, “Ah, it’s… it’s my voice.”

Mo Yi Cheng asked: “Is it your song?” This kind of deep and slightly husky voice was very rare, and the style of the song fit very well with the feeling Chen Jiao gave, warm and comfortable.

Chen Jiao was a little embarrassed: “…It’s a demo from a long time ago. I found it by accident the other day and set it as the ringtone at random.”

Mo Yi Cheng: “I didn’t know you liked music.”

A helpless smile touched the corner of Chen Jiao’s lips: “I entered the entertainment industry because I like music.”

Mo Yi Cheng asked: “Why didn’t you continue singing?”

At this moment, the ringing stopped. Chen Jiao gripped the steering wheel tightly, “I don’t have the talent, so I gave up.”

Mo Yi Cheng didn’t say anything else, his eyes returning to the script. After a while, he looked up at the scenery on the street that was passing by through the window.

Chapter 43.2 Spend the rest of our lives together!

When he got home, he clicked into the game. It just so happened to be a little before 8 o’clock. Almost three hours had been used for eating in the morning and in the afternoon, but now that the small stuff could get out, he could just rest for a while.

However, he found Yuan Suo sitting cross-legged on the sofa in his gray rabbit pajamas, looking down at the materials spread out on the coffee table, the look from his back showing that he was very frustrated. Marshmallow was sleeping and snoring on the side, completely oblivious to Mo Yi Cheng’s appearance.

But Yuan Suo was much more sensitive than Marshmallow in this regard, because as soon as Mo Yi Cheng appeared, he raised his head to greet him. Although there was a smile on the corners of his lips, he was obviously not as energetic he usually was.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Yi Cheng thought he was tired from waiting for him. Elf school was at the end of the semester, and recently, there had been a lot of examinations, so the pressure from school work had increased significantly.

Yuan Suo frowned a little, pursing his lips, “It’s a scene that I can’t handle it well. I’ll be acting on stage in a few days, but I’m afraid I’ll drag everyone down.”

Mo Yi Cheng asked, “Is it the script you’re holding?”

Yuan Suo nodded, “Hmm.”

Mo Yi Cheng smiled, “Do you want me to help you with the lines?”

The brightening in Yuan Suo’s eyes was very obvious, “Rea… really?”

“Of course.” Mo Yi Cheng gestured for the little thing to come out, took off his jacket, loosened the collar of his shirt, and sat in an extremely relaxed posture on the silver-grey leather sofa that had a few light-colored cartoon pillows in it.

Yuan Suo was afraid of waking Marshmallow, so he got up quietly, left the game, and appeared on the sofa out of thin air.

He was now able to control his position when he entered and exited the game. Several times before, he would almost be sitting on top of Mo Yi Cheng, or sticking too close to him and every time that happened, Mo Yi Cheng would suddenly seem to frown unhappily…

“Is this the script?” Mo Yi Cheng looked at the paper in Yuan Suo’s hand.

“Hmm, this is the script.” Yuan Suo nodded. Because of the high temperature in his room, the two buttons on the collar of his pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing a beautiful and slender neck.

Mo Yi Cheng coughed, “What role do you play?”

“A college student.” Yuan Suo moved to Mo Yi Cheng’s side again unconsciously, turning to a page as he said, “It has a confession scene. I’ve already memorized the lines very well and also practiced for a long time, but I just can’t get into the scene. The teacher said my gaze was too empty when I acted.”

Saying this, Yuan Suo gave him the script.

Mo Yi Cheng took it and read through it once. It was a stage play of about 20 minutes. The plot and characters were well developed and the lines were also very good, but when he saw the character that Yuan Suo was going to act, he understood. No wonder he said that he couldn’t get into it. It was really difficult to ask such a silly thing to play the role of a senior who was confessing his love, moreover there were a lot of corny words that were really a little difficult.

Yuan Suo couldn’t see most of Mo Yi Cheng’s face as it was blocked by the script, but he still caught a glimpse of the curvature of his thin lips.

What was Mo Yi Cheng laughing at? Could it be that the role was too childish…

After reading the script, Mo Yi Cheng got up, went to his study, made a copy, and returned the original script to Yuan Suo.

Yuan Suo took the script and looked at Mo Yi Cheng nervously with a little bit of anticipatation.

Mo Yi Cheng, in a rare attempt to adjust the atmosphere, said, “Now, it’s the time for this movie emperor to teach you.”

Yuan Suo sat up straight immediately.

“If you want to be able to play a role well, in addition to skills, it is important to be emotionally invested. You have to believe that you are the character and are experiencing all his emotions.”

Yuan Suo nodded.

“Now, let’s rehearse this line of yours.”

Yuan Suo froze. They were about to start reciting the lines directly?

“Let’s start.” Mo Yi Cheng didn’t major in acting, his master’s degree was in finance before he entered the film industry to become an actor, relying more on his natural talent and extraordinary comprehension.

Yuan Suo followed quickly, opening his script.

Mo Yi Cheng said: “I’ll demonstrate first.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll be the senior who is confessing, and you’ll be the school girl who rejects me.”

“…. Okay.”

Mo Yi Cheng read the lines twice, raised his head and looked into Yuan Suo’s eyes quietly.

Yuan Suo felt his heart race instantly. Mo Yi Cheng’s eyes were scorching hot and there seemed to be stars in his dark eyes that made it difficult for him to look away.

Mo Yi Cheng’s voice was low and deep, “The first time I saw you was at the beginning of school year. During military training, my brothers and I went through the playground and I saw the sun stretch out the shadows under your eyelashes and I seemed to have fallen into the vortex of that shadow, but you were the only sunlight that could shine into that shadow…”

Yuan Suo stared at Mo Yi Cheng. His voice seemed to reach the deepest corner of his heart and even though he knew that this was just a line, just a drama and that his acting skills were excellent, Yuan Suo still couldn’t help it as his breath came out in short bursts and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the palm of his hand.

Mo Yi Cheng lowered his voice again, his husky voice filled with deep longing, “So, can I hold your hand, and spend the rest of our lives together?”

Yuan Suo froze.

Mo Yi Cheng waited for two seconds.

Actually, Yuan Suo’s line was very simple, it was only three words, “I’m very sorry”.

But at this moment, he simply couldn’t bring himself to say the words when they reached his mouth.

Mo Yi Cheng said so temptingly, can I hold your hand, and spend the rest of our lives together… Was it really possible?