âTrue, he did have heart disease. However, youâd never remember that if you were standing right next to him. Youâd never think Fiennes was someone who could die at any moment from the onset of a heart attack.â Ginoâs voice turned gentle, carrying with it a hint of wors.h.i.+p. âHe was such an optimistic person. He always strove to improve himself and was hardworking to a fault. Moreover, he knew how to live a good life better than anyone else did.
âHis type of person is very attractive. Who wouldnât love someone who brings so much vitality to his surroundings? When you talk with him, youâd feel that every mundane day was wonderful. Youâd try to improve yourself along with him. It was inconceivable. I admired him, but I was also envious of him. I used to quarrel with him for no reason. I know I didnât hate him. I only wanted⌠to get closer to him.â Stirring his coffee with a porcelain spoon, Gino smiled bitterly. âBecause I knew I would never be able to become someone like him.â
It was a strange yet fantastic feeling being able to hear Ginoâs opinions about himself from an outsiderâs perspective. Tang Feng never knew Gino felt this way about him. Nevertheless, Ginoâs past actions and words concerning him were unavoidably childish.
âFrom what you say, he truly sounds like a good person.â Tang Feng praised himself without holding back. It was a rather good feeling.
Gino laughed in response. âYouâre right. I once wondered that if I were in his shoesâan abandoned orphan with genetic heart diseaseâwould I be able to stand up on my own or would I resort to blaming everyone around me for my predicaments? Even if I were able to pick myself up, I think itâd be difficult for me to climb to Fiennesâ position. Even now, I can only gaze at his back and continue to climb.â
It was wonderful being complimented like this; so much that Tang Feng didnât mind consoling this junior actor of his. âYouâre a Hollywood star right now. Even if you are to compete with him, you arenât that far below.â
Gino shook his head and replied, âWho can even compete with that old man? Heâs a natural-born actor. He was made to succeed in this industry. In the future when people talk about him, theyâre going to describe him as âa greatly respected actor.â As for people like me, all weâll get is âa very popular star.â A t.i.tle like that can be easily taken by someone new.â
Tang Feng didnât even notice that Gino had described him as âa greatly respected actor.â What had Gino called him just now? An old man? Please, he hadnât even been forty when he died. Men were supposed to be at the height of their maturity and charm in their late thirties. He wasnât old at all.
âI donât think Fiennes is an old man. Heâs at the age when men are the most charming.â You cheeky youngster!
In those Top 100 s.e.xiest Men Around the World lists in magazines, more than half of the men were older than thirty-five. Only teenage girls would like cheeky youngsters like Gino.
Gino glanced curiously at Tang Feng when he heard the otherâs retort. âYou care about him?â
âHeâs my idol.â Tang Feng quickly came up with an excuse.
âNo wonder youâre so similar to him. So youâre emulating him.â Ginoâs reply almost made Tang Feng cough out blood in anger.
What emulating? His personality was normally like this, all right? Tang Feng hesitated over whether he should fling the remainder of his coffee at Gino or not.
âThis is my normal personality.â Tang Fengâs voice was heavier than usual, clearly somewhat unhappy.
Gino quickly waved his hands in surrender. âAll right. Iâm sorry. I was wrong. Forgive me? Tang Feng is definitely a unique person. Heâs not emulating anyone at all.â
Tang Feng didnât even have the energy to retort. What kind of an apology was that? Gino acted like he was comforting a child.
At that moment, Ginoâs phone rang. The actor picked up the call and responded to the other side with a few sentences. Afterwards, he found a piece of paper and spoke in an apologetic voice while scribbling something down. âMy manager needs to see me for something. I have to go. This is my private cell phone number and messenger ID. Remember to contact me!â
âOkay,â Tang Feng responded.
âRemember, you definitely have to contact me!â It seemed like Gino was in a hurry as he immediately strode away after leaving behind the piece of paper.
Tang Feng sighed. Just when he was about to pick up the slip of paper, someone else got to it first. Tang Feng looked up: a pale man with golden hair was standing in front of him.