Breaking Up, No Joke Chapter 5: Story 5

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After leaving the crew, Bo Yu takes little Watermelon away from the preschool cla.s.s, and they happily go shopping together in the supermarket.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, the meat area of the supermarket is crowded with people who rush to buy. There are many people in the narrow aisles. So, Bo Yu doesn't find little Watermelon when he picks out things even if he tires his best to do mult.i.tasking.

Little Watermelon compresses his lips without a smile, and raises his feet towards the staff of the supermarket-he remembers what Bo Yu has taught him before.

n.o.body of the crowd notices that there is a little boy who gets lost in the supermarket. Everyone pushes and shoves. Little Watermelon is pushed hard by the people behind him, then he loses balance and immediately falls down on the ground.

A man with strong arms picks up little Watermelon and prevents him from being pushed by the crowd.

The man is very heroic with an angular jaw, thin and compressed lips, which makes people afraid to approach. He wears dark suits and leather shoes like the business person, which is totally unlike the person who goes shopping in the supermarket.

Little Watermelon's frightened heart slowly becomes relaxed when he sees the man.

He remembers this uncle whose photos Papa has in the alb.u.m hidden in the drawer of the study.

The man looks at little Watermelon, then puts him on the ground and says, "Where are your parents?"

"Papa buys lobsters over there. Uncle, can you accompany me to find my Papa?" Little Watermelon holds the man's pants in one hand and nervously clenches his fists of the other hand.

When the man sees little Watermelon expectantly look at himself, his angular face becomes more compressed.

The child looks identical to Bo Yu. It can be said that he must be Bo Yu's biological child at first glance.

That makes the man more upset.

Little Watermelon steps back in fear of him, but still tightly clutches the man's pants with one hand and seriously says, "Uncle, I want my Papa."

The man's heart softens. It seems that he is considering whether to take the child to look for Bo Yu or not.

"Song Shilin, what do you want to do to my boy?"

Bo Yu anxiously pushes the cart. Seeing Song Shilin and little Watermelon stay together, Bo Yu' eyes suddenly cool down.

Little Watermelon loosens his hands that tightly hold Song Shiling's pants, runs to Bo Yu's side, buries his face in Bo Yu's thighs, trembling all over, but dares not say a word.

Perhaps because Bo Yu fears that the man will know little Watermelon is their child, Bo Yu's tone is full of undisguised anger. "Song Shilin, what do you want to do with my boy?"

Bo Yu is so angry because he misjudges that Song Shilin is bullying little Watermelon from his angle of view.

Little Watermelon's nervous and frightened expression when facing Song Shilin can't be dissipated in Bo Yu's mind.

Song Shilin is not an eloquent man. And Bo Yu's aggressive att.i.tude makes him more unwilling to waste his words to explain. He casts a stare at Bo Yu and turns to leave.

Bo Yu breathes a sigh of relief.

Song Shilin is regarded as a timebomb for him. It can't be better that he is willing to leave voluntarily.

Not far away, the bodyguard hiding in the crowd keeps pace with Song Shilin.

Bo Yu lowers his eyes and hurries towards the exit with little Watermelon in one hand.

Two years has pa.s.sed and he meets his ex-boyfriend again. Bo Yu, who has thought that he has let go of his love, immediately suspends his heart with uneasiness.

So, Bo Yu has no idea why Song Shilin, the president of Song Group, appears in the supermarket with him at the same time.

That is not accidental, but inevitable.

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After returning home, Bo Yu is still nervous with a buzzing sound lingering in his brain from time to time. Sometimes he is worried that little Watermelon will be concerned by Song Shilin. Sometimes he is worried that Song Shilin will come to his home. In a word, there is no tranquility in his mind.

Little Watermelon obviously feels better after returning home and uneasily holds Bo Yu's hands, "Sorry, Papa, don't be angry."

Little Watermelon has thought that Bo Yu is angry with himself, so he doesn't say a word on the way back.

Bo Yu's body is stiff. He squats down after some time, holding little Watermelon in his arms and tries to say in a smooth tone, "Little Watermelon, what did that uncle say to you just now?"

Little Watermelon violently shakes the head and explains anxiously, "That uncle didn't say anything."

"I ask the uncle to look for Papa." Little Watermelon constrainedly lowers the head, and his tears fall down to the ground along his face like big beans.

"Didn't he say anything?" Bo Yu calms down and wonders why Song Shilin appears in the supermarket.

Little Watermelon nods aggrievedly and refuses to say a word when Bo Yu asks him again.

Knowing that the child feels aggrieved, Bo Yu deeply regrets why he doesn't put little Watermelon into the cart in time when there are many people, but lets little Watermelon follow him.

He neglects that.

Little Watermelon holds Bo Yu's neck in his hand because of fear, tightly presses the head to Bo Yu's, and cries, "Papa, don't be angry, okay?"

Bo Yu soothingly pats the back of little Watermelon with the compressed lips and pale face, "I'm not angry, I'm just... Forget it, let's talk about it later. After all, little Watermelon is his son. There's old affection anyway."

Bo Yu mutters the last two sentences in a low voice. So, little Watermelon that holds their heads together doesn't hear that.

On the other side, Song Shilin doesn't leave the supermarket immediately, but continues to guard at the entrance after returning to the car. After a while, he sees Bo Yu come out with the child in his arms and look pale.

Song Shilin's hands on his knee are unconsciously clenched into fists. He who is indifferent by nature hasn't realized what the instant anxiety and embarra.s.sment mean, but his mobile suddenly rings on one side.

When the mobile is connected, there comes Qi Yan's lively voice, "I have steamed your favorite crab. Come over for dinner?"

Qi Yan's tone is intimate and familiar. Song Shilin frowns at his words and says coldly, "I'm still busy. Let's talk about it next time."

After that, Song Shilin cuts off the call.

Qi Yan looks at the delicious food on the table. His hands hang down with thickly dotted wounds from the crabs, his mouth twitches, and the feeling of loss flashes by.

He is rejected again.

After hanging up on Qi Yan, Song Shilin looks out of the window, but the figures of the father and son have disappeared in the crowd.

Song Shilin's fingers involuntarily rub together. He calls Secretary Chu and says coldly, "Put the information of Bo Yu for the last two years on the office table tomorrow morning."

Song Shilin is accustomed to exploring the answers of unknown questions. But he changes his mind at the sight of Bo Yu.

Secretary Chu dares not express his dissatisfaction and can only silently say with bitter mood, "Yes, boss."

Song Shilin puts his mobile away and says lightly, "Drive back to the company."

Ze Hua coldly looks at Jishu, "You were calling Xiaoying just now, weren't you?"

Xiaoying is the landlord's daughter and Ze Hua's girlfriend.

Ji Shu feels nervous and says, "Ze Hua, I just talked about something with Xiaoying. Don't misunderstand us."

Ze Hua gets angry and pushes the dinner just cooked by Ji Shu on the dining table to the ground, "One can't have affairs with his friend's wife. Ji Shu, your girlfriend is seduced by others. How can you seduce mine!"

Bo Yu, who portrays Ji Shu, feels surprised and his thoughts are disturbed. Because the lines that Qi Yan says never appear in the script at all.

Although actors sometimes change their lines on the spot, the lines that Qi Yan says are a little abrupt in the context.

Qi Yan seems to deliberately tell Bo Yu those lines.

However, Bo Yu, who is too surprised to respond, is poured a cup of iced coffee, which drips down from his forehead to his white shirt in the next second. He is very embarra.s.sed.

However, Director w.a.n.g does not instruct "cut".

Bo Yu is not a holy G.o.d with small wings on his back. He is angry that Qi Yan crosses the line again and again, so t.i.t for tat is his plan.

Bo Yu stretches out his hands with rage in the eyes, undoes the b.u.t.tons on his white shirt one by one with a cold and arrogant look. Bo Yu now looks like a n.o.ble gentleman on the verge of rage.

He is elegant but dangerous.

The third supporting male role is the tech geek and a new daddy, which is peaceful and seldom loses his temper. Even when he finds out that his first girlfriend cheats on him, he still tolerates silently.

However, it is a gentle and modest person who gets angry after being misunderstood by his friends.

Bo Yu is so cute who has sharp contrast in personalities.

There are some female staff on the scene. n.o.body has thought that Bo Yu would perform the strip show. Their hands subconsciously cover the mouths as if there are b.u.t.terflies in their stomach, looking very excited.

Bo Yu is so handsome, so handsome and so handsome!

Director w.a.n.g nods satisfactorily and looks at Bo Yu in the camera with more and more gentle eyes.

He is indeed a precious jade worth carving.

Qi Yan, who is complacent at the beginning, becomes embarra.s.sed. He deliberately tries to embarra.s.s Bo Yu on the spot, but he hasn't thought that Bo Yu can take it.

When the shirt b.u.t.tons are untied to the third one, Bo Yu stops. He walks up to Qi Yan and says coldly with deep eyes, "Your lady, I disdain her."

Qi Yan can't help holding his breath and looking at Bo Yu in a daze, unable to speak.

"Cut!"

"That's a wrap, everybody."

Bo Yu stands in front of the mirror, picks up a new shirt and puts it on. His fingers tremble slightly and touch his underbelly with drooping eyes.

The scar on his underbelly represents the incredible thing that he has ever experienced before.

"Tap-tap." Someone knocks the door of the lounge outside.

Bo Yu quickly b.u.t.tons up, then opens the door, looks at Qi Yan standing outside the door with a smile on his face, and can't help raising his eyebrows. "How did you get in?"

There are still many people walking around in the crew, so Bo Yu will not embarra.s.s Qi Yan in front of these people.

He doesn't want Qi Yan to ruin his good image which has been acc.u.mulated for many years.

Qi Yan apologizes, "Because I am too involved in acting today. I should have told you in advance. I'm sorry."

Bo Yu has been in entertainment for many years. So, he has a clear distinction between forgetfulness and deliberateness.

But since Qi Yan voluntarily comes to him to apologize, Bo Yu won't put on airs. Bo Yu laughs, "I know."

Qi Yan prepares excuses for a long time, but his words are blocked in his abdomen with the embarra.s.sing expression.

Bo Yu clutches his hands to his chest, "What else would you like to talk to me about?"

"HOONNN-NNNK." A black commercial vehicle suddenly stops at the entrance of the crew.

"It is Shilin who comes to pick me up. Do you want to talk with him?" After a pause, Qi Yan smiles at Bo Yu with the defiant and complacent look. "I'm sorry. I forgot your previous relationship with him, so I didn't stop him from picking me up."

"It's okay. Our relationship is not unpresentable." Bo Yu reminds him b.u.mblingly, "But I remember that he is very impatient. He may just leave before waiting long. If you have nothing to do, you d' better not let him wait too long."

The smile on Qi Yan's face slowly converges. "Oh, thank you for reminding me. I will go first."

He lifts the feet and leaves without waiting for Bo Yu's reply.

Bo Yu looks at Qi Yan's stiff back with a profound look.