Chapter 62#
“Lovesick” Movie King (16)#
Kong Si read through those records twice. The more he read, the angrier he got. He was so angry he wanted to throw his phone, but as he held it up, he thought, this is my phone, why take my frustration out on my own stuff? That’s just a loss.
Lu Yi was originally in the study reviewing Star Media’s quarterly financial statements. He got thirsty, came out to get some water, and saw Kong Si pacing anxiously in the living room, phone in hand. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
Kong Si said, “I’m really pissed off right now. I want to hit someone. I want to stuff He Xiao in a sack and beat the crap out of him!”
He felt that his man was truly impressive—he had seen through He Xiao’s scumbag nature from the very beginning and detested him for it. But there were still so many people who liked He Xiao, who cherished his young, handsome face and the fake mask he wore.
Seeing how anxious Kong Si was and how much he needed to vent, Lu Yi turned, walked into the room, grabbed a large cardboard box, and tossed it to Kong Si.
Kong Si instinctively caught the big box flying toward him. Though it was large, it was surprisingly light.
He hugged the nearly waist-high cardboard box, a hint of confusion on his face. “What’s this?”
Lu Yi said, “I passed by a boutique earlier and thought you might find it useful, so I bought it.”
Being a grown man, he felt a bit embarrassed buying something like that, so he simply had the clerk put it in a big box.
Kong Si set aside his fury at He Xiao for a moment. He placed the light box on the floor, then used a utility knife to slice it open. Maybe because he cut too deep when opening it, a wisp of pink fur leaked out from the thin slit as soon as he made the cut.
Kong Si instinctively lightened his touch. When he finally opened the whole box, he found a long-eared rabbit lying inside.
A fluffy pink long-haired lop-eared love-heart rabbit, sprawled out long-limbed in the big cardboard box, its ears tilted as it looked at him, looking innocent and adorable.
Kong Si looked at the rabbit, then at Lu Yi standing by the entrance holding a glass water cup. No matter how he looked at it, his man didn’t seem like the type to have a bursting girly heart.
He hesitated and asked Lu Yi, “What’s this for?”
Lu Yi thought for a moment. “If you use it, your hands won’t hurt when you hit.”
When he drove past, he saw this big rabbit displayed in the boutique window and felt it looked particularly familiar. Somehow, he had an impulse that he absolutely had to buy it.
Kong Si’s mind turned. Oh, right, He Xiao’s zodiac sign was supposedly the rabbit.
He looked at the rabbit, thought it was way too cute to even touch, then a flash of inspiration hit him. He hurried to the study, searched online for high-definition photos of He Xiao, printed out several copies using the home printer, and taped them onto the rabbit’s face.
Then he went into the room, locked the door, and started pounding the “He Xiao” rabbit’s belly furiously. As he hit, he cursed: “Scumbag! Disgusting! Jerk! Animal…”
Because he was pressing the rabbit against the door, Lu Yi, standing outside, saw the door shuddering and banging loudly, mirroring Kong Si’s agitated, uncontrollable emotions.
About ten minutes later, Kong Si came out dragging the rabbit with He Xiao’s photo taped to its face. His expression had shifted from overcast to partly cloudy. It wasn’t as sunny as usual, but there was some light—clearly, after that venting session, his mood had improved a lot.
Kong Si asked Lu Yi, “How did you suddenly think of this?”
Lu Yi said, “I don’t know. I just saw it and felt it suited you. Maybe I saw it somewhere before.”
Kong Si remembered that in some famous anime, there was a character who used a plush toy as a stand-in for someone they hated and took their anger out on it.
He didn’t continue that topic. Instead, he sat on the sofa. “This can’t just end like this.”
Lu Yi guessed something from his partner’s reaction. “Are you upset about the He Xiao thing?”
“Yeah, it’s him. I didn’t bother with it before, but today I saw the news and realized it’s exactly as you thought. He’s pretending to be that chubby guy and trying to win me over.”
He didn’t know how He Xiao’s brain worked. On the surface, he acted like a straight guy who liked women, even somewhat homophobic and macho. All the gossip dug up from the industry was about He Xiao having ambiguous relationships with women, never men.
But in his interactions with Kong Si, He Xiao acted very much like a gay man. Minority groups have a special radar for their own kind.
When Kong Si’s straight-guy agent chatted with He Xiao on his behalf, he might not have noticed anything, but Kong Si, from the other’s thought patterns, preferences, and habits, inferred that He Xiao liked men.
Liking men wasn’t anything terrible—Kong Si himself liked men. And in the past year’s reports, when someone asked about his sexuality, he openly admitted he liked men.
He even made headlines for it once. So, knowing Kong Si’s orientation, He Xiao’s private contact with him was quite telling.
Kong Si said, “Didn’t you mention earlier that the chubby guy died? When talking about his past good friend, he let slip that he had a very close friend who unfortunately died of a terminal illness a few years ago, young, on a hospital bed. He regretted it deeply because his friend left with many regrets, and he hoped to make up for those regrets.”
When chatting, half of what the other person said was true, half false. Since they were only connected online, not in a relationship where they slept together, it was easy to hide certain truths.
And when lying, a lie that’s 70% true and 30% fake is easier to believe, because then the person hearing the lie can check details with people who know the liar or through outside information and find that things match up.
If Lu Yi hadn’t exposed the lie from the start, and if he hadn’t carefully recalled things while being cautious from the beginning, he might actually have been deceived by the other person, even praising him as a gentle, loyal good guy.
Kong Si’s lips curled up slightly, his eyes lifted, his expression full of sarcasm. “He wants to fulfill his dead friend’s greatest regret in life. How noble, so much so that it’s disgusting.”
If He Xiao didn’t like men, yet used the excuse of a friend’s regret to deceive an innocent person’s feelings, claiming sacrifice, that’s nauseating self-pity.
If He Xiao did like men, then he created a fake persona, telling himself it was all for his friend, just to wave a banner of justice and kindness, but in reality, he was utterly selfish.
Lu Yi looked at Kong Si and said, “I think he genuinely likes you in his heart. Sometimes, homophobia is just deep-seated closet.”
If it weren’t for genuine feelings, just completing a friend’s regret wouldn’t be enough for He Xiao to marry Kong Si.
Or perhaps, after they got in touch, He Xiao truly recognized Kong Si’s goodness. No, originally, He Xiao slept with Lu Xingchen because of his resemblance to Kong Si—maybe from the very start, he liked Kong Si.
And that poor, dead chubby guy was just an excuse He Xiao used to comfort himself that he didn’t actually like men.
Isn’t that how many stories go? Best friends or sisters falling for the same man, brothers turning against each other over a woman.
Stories come from life, and reality is full of such situations. Close friends often share similar worldviews, hobbies, and tastes in people.
The chubby guy, hindered by his looks and feeling inferior, never dared to approach the Kong Si of the past. But he must have confided those feelings to his best friend. The Kong Si described by the chubby guy must have been extremely beautiful.
People are drawn to beautiful things. With prolonged exposure and knowing more, it’s inevitable to develop feelings of love.
To study He Xiao, he specially asked people about He Xiao’s family background and found that his parents were very traditional. Even though same-sex marriage is now legal, in the eyes of most older generations, homosexuality is abnormal, perverted.
Growing up in such a family, He Xiao was repressed internally and couldn’t face his true orientation. That’s normal.
But if he dragged in the chubby guy’s regret, it was like setting up a moral standard for himself. It was for his friend, for a beautiful thing, not a fault.
Lu Yi laid out his entire analysis to Kong Si. After hearing it, Kong Si was silent for a moment. “From a psychological perspective, his behavior can be inferred. I can understand it. But I can’t forgive…”
He was fairly calm at first, but as he spoke, he couldn’t suppress his anger. “He’s so amazing, so noble. What am I, then? Am I just unlucky to be liked by someone like this?”
He wanted revenge on He Xiao.
His partner’s thoughts were written all over his face. Lu Yi asked him, “How do you want to get back at him? By deceiving his feelings in return?”
Kong Si nodded, then shook his head. “If I deceive his feelings too, how am I any different from a scumbag like him?”
If he were single, he might actually consider it. But he already has Lu Yi. Even with a vengeful mindset, it would feel like betraying Lu Yi. He didn’t like that.
“Besides his friends, he also cares a lot about his career, right?”
Kong Si clenched his fist, full of vigor. “Didn’t you say our role positions are very similar? Since that’s the case, I’m going to completely crush him.”