Antonio advised, "After the new drama starts filming, you and Liang He will be in the same crew, you must pay attention to keep a distance with Liang He, greet when it’s appropriate, and don’t contact unnecessarily."
"Brother Neo, I understand, don’t worry, I know what to do," Shang Zhen smiled slightly, "Liang He is Sister Tian Jiao’s fiancé, I wouldn’t dare to think otherwise. I’m still young, I need to focus more on acting and my career."
Antonio nodded, "Alright, that’s all, you can go back now."
"Brother Neo, did Sister Tian Jiao ask you to talk to me?"
"Of course not, I saw it on the news."
Shang Zhen nodded, "Okay, I understand, I’ll head back now."
With that, Antonio waved his hand.
Shang Zhen nodded and turned to leave.
Once outside, she sent a text to Liang He: [I’m really sorry, I didn’t know who was so idle to post our pictures in the news, I have clarified on Weibo, I apologize for the trouble caused, I will be more careful next time.]
Ten minutes passed without a reply.
Shang Zhen held her phone, feeling uneasy, and after five more minutes, she finally received his reply, just three words: [It’s okay.]
Meanwhile, Liang He placed his phone on the table, leaned over the sofa, and turned to look at Long Tianjiao, "She sent a message apologizing, and mentioned she has clarified on Weibo."
"You guys follow each other on Weibo, and even exchanged phone numbers?"
"She asked me for it. Thinking she’s an artist from your company and we’ll soon meet on the set, I told her," Liang said, then seriously looked at her, "Why haven’t you contacted me these past few days?"
Long Tianjiao muttered, "You didn’t contact me either."
"So if I don’t contact you, you’re not planning to contact me anymore?"
"How could that be?" Long Tianjiao blurted out then immediately wished she could bite off her tongue, "I thought since we kissed that night, was scared you might say something."
He hummed meaningfully, "No wonder I found someone had sneaked out the morning after, and disappeared for several days."
A faint blush painted Long Tianjiao’s cheeks, and she fell silent.
The living room quieted down.
Neither of them spoke.
The silence was awkward. Unable to bear it, Long Tianjiao broke it first, "I was actually quite tired, but now I’m not sleepy at all, are you?"
Long Tianjiao moved closer to him, boldly reached out to touch Liang He’s hand, and seeing no reaction from him, she felt secretly delighted and intertwined their fingers, "Liang He, I have a request, I don’t know if I should ask..."
She turned her head, meeting his gaze, "Could you let me kiss you one more time?"
Seeing he didn’t respond, Long Tianjiao turned and hugged him, kissing him.
Liang He’s hand involuntarily landed on her waist, tightening slightly.
After kissing for a while, Long Tianjiao rested her head on his shoulder, feeling her heart pounding, "My heart is beating so fast." Thıs content belongs to noⅴelfire.net
"I’m going back to my room."
He stood up, she clung tight to his neck, her body hanging onto him.
It felt like a dream; she found herself lying on Liang He’s bed.
Long Tianjiao turned over and lay on the pillow, inhaling the scent of his hair.
When Liang He came back from washing up, he saw her lying motionlessly there.