Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 2 (32)
Chapter 32 Jealousy
Although Zhou Shuo was very unhappy that Xia Liang called Li Mo as soon as he opened his eyes, he also questioned whether it was okay for him to wait outside the door every morning just to hand him a cup of hot milk when Xia Liang woke up. It made no sense, but when he heard that Xia Liang was vomiting so much, he could only soften his heart, silently walked into the kitchen, made another cup of warm milk, and sent it to Xia Liang’s bedroom.
Xia Liang’s stomach was empty and she was about to have stomach cramps due to vomiting. She took a few sips from the milk cup and finally felt a little better.
Zhou Shuo sat on one knee on the floor beside the bed, watching Xia Liang finish the milk before taking the empty cup.
He originally wanted to say something personal and gentle to Xia Liang, but Xia Liang suddenly said: “Li Mo’s new drama will start filming next week. You go hire two bodyguards and follow them on the set.”
”Bodyguard?” Zhou Shuo frowned, “For whom, Li Mo?”
”right.”
”Why?”
Perhaps because the resistance in Zhou Shuo’s tone was too obvious, Xia Liang glanced at him in surprise.
Although he didn’t quite understand Zhou Shuo’s emotional changes, he didn’t bother to think about the reasons. He just struggled with whether he should tell Zhou Shuo the truth.
He could treat Du Lanze as a close friend and ask about any abnormalities in his body, but when it came to Zhou Shuo, he subconsciously wanted to keep some personal privacy.
Although these privacy issues may not seem like much to others, Xia Liang always felt that the relationship between him and Zhou Shuo had changed too quickly. Such changes gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis – as to what kind of He did not think deeply about the crisis, nor did he dare to think deeply about it.
What’s more, his “dream” skill is just a guess by Du Lanze. He himself is still skeptical and does not dare to really regard himself as a stranger who can predict the future.
If he told Zhou Shuo about this matter, it might involve his first time with Zhou Shuo… Xia Liang didn’t want to mention their first time again, especially if it was with Zhou Shuo himself.
”I… I’m not too worried about him,” Xia Liang explained vaguely, “He used to be in this kind of situation when filming dramas. Now that he suddenly takes on a role, I’m afraid that someone will be jealous and have bad intentions towards him. .”
Zhou Shuo knew that the “someone” Xia Liang was referring to was most likely Gu Yuexuan, but he didn’t take it seriously.
He felt that Xia Liang was too worried, or in other words, caring would lead to chaos. Because he cared too much about Li Mo, he was always vigilant and worried.
”Brother Liang,” he pursed his lips and summoned up the courage to ask, “Are you…”
”Huh?” Xia Liang pressed a hand on his stomach, frowning and replied absentmindedly.
When he first drank the milk, his stomach felt quite comfortable. However, after only saying a few words, his stomach became restless again, which was almost tormenting him to death.
Zhou Shuo lowered his eyes and did not notice Xia Liang’s subtle movements. He took a deep breath and continued: “Do you have feelings for Brother Mo…”
Before he finished speaking, Xia Liang suddenly reached out and grabbed a small basin placed under the bedside table, and spat out all the milk he had just drank.
The second half of Zhou Shuo’s words was stuck in his throat. It was really uncomfortable.
But seeing Xia Liang lying on the bed after vomiting, frowning and unable to speak, he felt extremely distressed, and he really couldn’t bear to dig into the relationship between him and Li Mo at this time.
After all… no matter what Xia Liang thinks about Li Mo, it can no longer change the fact that he is carrying his own flesh and blood in his belly.
Zhou Shuo could only comfort himself like this.
