frightfiction Chapter 8: Kick out the white moonlight, the Best Actor is mine! -8
Chapter 8: Kick out the white moonlight, the Best Actor is mine! -8
After thinking for a moment, he denied it. The director was someone who had been through the muddy waters of the entertainment industry and had seen all sorts of things and people. He immediately understood. He had seen plenty of women like this who were eager to throw themselves at him.
Moreover, he is so outstanding, standing at the top of the entertainment industry, and possesses an incredible appearance, making it incredibly easy for his childhood sweetheart to fall for him.
Mo Ziting went to the supermarket with great enthusiasm. She had finally managed to get the person back from the film set, so she had to make a good impression. Before going home, she went on a big shopping spree.
Gu Zhishen had been working overtime filming for several days in a row. When he returned home exhausted, he smelled a strong burnt smell as soon as he stepped into the house.
The kitchen walls were stained with oil splattered on them, making them look like a rag with scribbled graffiti. The once white stove was covered with a layer of black stuff, and various spice bottles were scattered around, some of which had spilled onto the stove and dripped onto the floor because the lids were not on.
The trash can was still filled with various vegetables that had lost their original shape. The kitchen was nowhere near as tidy as it was when Mu Wanwan was at home, and her already depressed mood became even more gloomy.
Hearing the commotion coming from the living room, Mo Ziting ran out of the bedroom wearing a bright red silk nightgown. The nightgown's design perfectly revealed her fair shoulders, and its hip-length hem covered her private parts. Her long, black, wavy hair cascaded down her chest, giving her an alluring aura.
"Ah Shen, you're back!"
"Ok!"
She didn't pay attention to Gu Zhishen's bruises or awkward walking posture, and insisted on pulling him into the dining room to have dinner together.
On the dinner table were spicy boiled fish, spicy crayfish, and spicy boiled sliced meat...
Gu Zhishen frowned. During his time on set, he ate boxed lunches with everyone, but the rice in the boxed lunches was hard, which was particularly unfriendly to someone like him with stomach problems. Every time, he had to force himself to finish the meal while enduring the discomfort in his stomach before taking the medicine that Mu Wanwan had prepared for him to relieve his stomach discomfort.
Faced with a table full of spicy dishes, his stomach couldn't take it and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"Ah Shen, hurry up and try the spicy boiled fish. Is it authentic? We used to love eating it!" Mo Ziting put the fish into his bowl.
"Did you do it yourself?"
Mo Ziting nodded, "Yes, I personally selected the ingredients and spent most of the day preparing them. You should try them."
In reality, she ordered takeout, unpacked it, and plated it. She probably did it herself, since he didn't know. It doesn't matter whether she made it herself or something from outside, as long as he came back to eat with her.
Gu Zhishen knew perfectly well that she was lying; the results in the kitchen had already revealed that her words were false.
"Eat!"
Gu Zhishen paused slightly in his chopsticks, but ultimately picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
As soon as the food entered my stomach, the burning pain from my long-standing stomach problems intensified, and nausea rose from my stomach all the way up to the top of my head.
Meanwhile, more crayfish and boiled pork slices kept appearing in the bowl.
"Ah Shen, it's been so many years since we sat down to eat together like this. I miss the old days so much."
Mo Ziting sat close to Gu Zhishen, her body involuntarily leaning closer to him, revealing her graceful figure. She began to reminisce about the past, trying to play the emotional card and recall the beautiful memories of their youth, but he didn't even glance at her.
He pressed one hand against his stomach, pushed her away with the other, and then reached into his pocket to take out his medicine.
When the medicine bottle was taken out, Mo Ziting gripped his hand tightly and questioned him, "What kind of medicine is this? Are you sick? What's wrong?"
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then forcefully pulled his hand away from hers.
Five years ago, in pursuit of her dreams, she left him without hesitation and went abroad without even saying a word.
From that moment on, he spent countless days and nights trying to numb himself in many ways, hoping to forget the pain of her departure.
Due to long-term alcohol abuse, he developed serious stomach problems, which eventually led to a perforated stomach and bleeding, requiring admission to the intensive care unit (ICU).
Since that incident, his stomach has become extremely sensitive, requiring him to rely on medication to relieve the pain. His diet has also changed; he can no longer eat any food containing chili peppers.
The culprit who caused his stomach problems was actually preparing a table full of spicy dishes for him. It's laughable to think about it. Did she ever really understand him, even just a little bit? The passion he once had for her has been extinguished little by little by her.
If his wife were still at home, he would definitely be able to enjoy a hot and comforting bowl of porridge.
"It's just ordinary cold medicine."
He didn't want to tell Mo Ziting about his stomach ailment, not because he was afraid she would worry, but because deep down he felt it was unnecessary and he didn't want her sympathy.
He unscrewed the cap to pour out two pills, but the bottle was empty.
Mo Ziting realized the medicine was gone and immediately went over to him, "Ah Shen, what's the name of the medicine? I'll go buy it for you right away."
My wife is gone, and the medicine is gone too...
He forced himself to get up despite feeling unwell. "I'm full. You can eat slowly. I'll buy the medicine myself on my way back to the film set. Please have the cleaning staff clean the kitchen."
He didn't want to stay at home for even a minute longer; it made him feel incredibly irritable and depressed.
When she was far away abroad, he would miss her deeply every day, but now that she was right in front of him, he didn't want to be alone with her at all.
This conflicting feeling disturbed him and prevented him from calming down.
He wanted to leave after only a couple of bites of food, saying he was going to treat her to a meal to welcome her back, but it was just a way of putting her off.
Seeing that he wanted to leave, Mo Ziting felt a strong sense of unease.
She quickly got up and chased after him to stop him from leaving.
Her movements were swift and resolute, as if she were afraid of losing him if she let go. With one hand, she gently slid one shoulder strap of her nightgown down to her shoulder, revealing a touch of sexiness and charm. Slowly, she walked around to Gu Zhishen and suddenly threw herself into his arms.
"Ah Shen! Don't go!" She hugged him tightly, her voice filled with pleading and reluctance.
Her body trembled slightly, as if afraid that he would really leave like this. Her eyes revealed deep longing and love, hoping to keep his heart.
He kept his eyes straight ahead, not wanting to look at her even once.
She was dressed in sexy clothes and deliberately struck alluring poses, her intention to seduce him was too obvious; she wasn't like this when she was young.
He felt extremely disgusted and repulsed; the current Mo Ziting was completely different from the gentle and kind Mo Ziting he remembered.
He couldn't accept this change, and his feelings for her gradually cooled.
Seeing that he remained silent and even reached out to push her away, she hugged him tighter, her voice full of grievance, "Ah Shen, I know I was wrong. I also understand that you have had a hard time these past few years. Now that I'm back, let's go back to how things were before. I can give you anything."
After saying that, she tiptoed to kiss Gu Zhishen's lips. When she slowly approached and was about to touch his lips, he did not accept it gladly but reflexively pushed her to the ground.
He immediately realized something was wrong; it shouldn't be like this.
"Ziting, we shouldn't have done this!"
Mo Ziting, who had fallen to the ground, had a slight bleeding from her palms and bruises on her knees from scraping the ground. Ignoring the pain, she corrected him.
"We should be lovers, why shouldn't we do this? Kissing between lovers is a perfectly normal thing."