"Will you stay?"
Faced with Su Han's obviously biased question, Xia Yitong had no way of rejecting her on the spot. After a moment of silence, she asked, "How late can I wait to respond?"
"Before this drama is finished, many dramas and variety shows have asked about your schedule. I'll take care of it for you on the company side. Once you've made up your mind, tell me as soon as possible and don't make things difficult for me." Su Han meant that even if she had to look for a better job while still having to work, she would have to tell her the one she liked.
"OK."
"Let's stop here for today. Go to bed early."
"Wait, Sister Su Han."
"Anything else?"
"If," Xia Yitong exhaled softly, "I mean, if I open my own studio, would you be willing to join me?"
Su Han didn't answer.
Xia Yitong said: "Good night."
Su Han: "Good night."
There are many good horses, but there are few good horse trainers. Although Chaochu is not as good as big companies like Yaoshi and Xingguang, it is small but complete. Sometimes it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. If Xia Yitong stays, the company's best resources will definitely support her alone. It may not be worse than in a big company. After two years, she will grow up on her own and will not need to rely on the company. She herself is a resource, and it will not matter where she signs at that time.
Xia Yitong naturally considered what Su Han had considered, but Laiying's words to her were still fresh in her mind. Businessmen value profit, and if it harms themselves, they can mercilessly hide the artist. Just like now, as long as the contract is terminated, her current company can immediately squeeze out her surplus value. But the chairman of Chaochu Entertainment is Qin Mu, the Qin Mu who has always treated her like a sister and has been kind to her. It is the Qin Mu who did not care and helped her clean up the mess even though she spent three months turning down a variety show with tens of millions of appearance fees to take a little palace maid with almost no pay.
Knowing to repay kindness is something even children understand.
Xia Yitong’s head almost became twice as big.
The flowers in the dream had withered. Xia Yitong was the first to wake up because she had something on her mind. The tip of her nose moved slightly, and she felt a piece of soft and cool skin. Then she opened her eyes. There was a white area in front of her, and there seemed to be a bulge. It was two bones that were raised at about 170 degrees and almost parallel.
Xia Yitong: “???”
Then he carefully raised his eyes and saw the graceful chin, and then looking up, the pink lips of moderate thickness, the high nose bridge, and the eyelashes that were long enough to defy the sky.
Xia Yitong lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders twice, and showed a row of small white teeth under his arms, and the morning sunlight was still dazzling.
She actually woke up in Lu Yinbing's arms, which means she went to bed with Lu Yinbing.
Liang Shuyao was the second one to wake up. Unfortunately, she saw Xia Yitong buried in Lu Yinbing's neck. Xia Yitong noticed the gaze observing her and immediately raised her head. The two glared at each other, tit for tat. But no one wanted to wake Lu Yinbing up, so they remained in a stalemate.
Half an hour later, Lu Yinbing, who was almost crippled by the crush, woke up with sleepy eyes and said helplessly: "You two are still pinching me? My hands are going to break, two elder sisters."
The two men hurriedly let go of Lu Yinbing.
Some pinched her shoulders, some rubbed her hands. Lu Yinbing raised her hand and pushed them both away. "Go away, don't bother me. Let me heal myself. Liang Shuyao!"
Liang Shuyao responded.
Lu Yinbing: "Go back to your room. Didn't I book a room for you?"
Liang Shuyao: "I'll wait for you to go together."
Lu Yinbing looked at her blankly and said, "I still need to wash up. I'll take you to have breakfast later."
Liang Shuyao then left with satisfaction.
Xia Yitong pouted slightly, and in less than half a second, Lu Yinbing suspected that he might have unlocked some innate skill. He could even notice such a subtle change in Xia Yitong's expression. He immediately raised his still sore arm and pressed the back of Xia Yitong's neck.
As soon as I touched it, I didn't want to let it go. The skin of a woman who just got up in the morning is still sleepy and warm and smooth, which is a different feeling from the cool and smooth skin after taking a shower at night.
How could Xia Yitong dare to ask her to massage her? She quickly lowered her head to avoid her arm and said, "Teacher Lu, let me give you the massage."
It's the same as touching no matter who you massage, Lu Yinbing thought so and agreed to Xia Yitong's suggestion.
Xia Yitong's hands were not small and her fingers were very strong. Lu Yinbing remembered that she seemed to have learned some professional massage. As she pressed her hands together, Lu Yinbing felt so comfortable that she lay down on the bed. She regretted again that she had worn that damn long-sleeved pajamas.
Change, change, change. I'll ask Xiaoxi to buy a sling later! Or now, Lu Yinbing reached out to grab the phone on the bedside table, Xia Yitong bent one leg and took the phone before her.
The posture at this time was that Lu Yinbing was lying on the bed with her eyes looking up, while Xia Yitong was half-kneeling beside Lu Yinbing, reaching over her body to help her get the phone, with his chest facing Lu Yinbing's head.
Lu Yinbing couldn't help but take a look inside and swallowed without leaving a trace.
Lu Yinbing sat up, feeling flustered and short of breath: "No more pressing."
Xia Yitong: “Huh?”
Hurry up and buy me a set of suspender nightgown, preferably one that keeps me warm. Lu Yinbing took the phone and sent a message to Xiaoxi. If he pressed it again, the bed would be on fire.
Xiaoxi was confused when she received the message: What is a warm suspender nightgown? How can it keep you warm if it has suspenders?!
But everything the boss said was right, and everything the boss told her to do had to be done. She swallowed the last juicy meat bun in two gulps, leaned her head forward, bit the straw and sucked up all the yogurt, then picked up the bag and rushed out. The nearest supermarket was a kilometer away, and might not even have anything that met Lu Yinbing's requirements.
Bumping into her enemy Fang Hui, Xiaoxi said: “Hi.”
Fang Wei walked past her without even glancing at her.
Xiaoxi: “Hello.”
Fang Wei turned around as if she had just seen her: "What a coincidence."
Xiaoxi: "What are you doing here?"
Fang Wei looked at him as if he was asking a question that he already knew the answer for. "I'm having breakfast."
Xiaoxi said, "That's great. I was just about to scan the QR code at the door to pay. It's seven dollars in total. I'm in a hurry. You can pay for it first. I'll pay you back later. Bye."
Fang Hui, who inexplicably became the one paying the bill for her: "..."
She walked up to the boss and his wife who were busy working, scanned the Alipay QR code in front of the fried cakes, entered "7" and showed it to the two of them: "Payed for the friend just now. I want a basket of bamboo shoots, a basket of fried dumplings, two fried dough sticks, and two cups of soy milk. Take away."
"Okay. That's twenty-two dollars."
Fang Hui returned to the hotel with breakfast and knocked on the door. Xia Yitong opened it from the inside. She had changed into casual clothes with clean cuts and simple styles. It used popular patchwork elements, which was generous and fashionable.
The two of them set up their breakfast on the table. Fang Hui ate fried dumplings while Xia Yitong ate steamed buns. They ate four in a basket. Xia Yitong pushed the box over to her. Fang Hui made dumplings and drank soy milk with both hands. She swallowed with her cheeks puffing up, looking absent-minded.
Fang Hui: "Where's Teacher Lu?"
It was because of this that Xia Yitong was depressed: "She went to accompany her friends."
Fang Hui knew nothing about what happened last night, and it was not easy for Xia Yitong to say that she was her cousin, so she simply used the word "friend" instead.
Fang Hui: "Are you here to visit the set?"
Xia Yitong nodded.
Fang Hui asked tentatively: "Do you need me to chat with you?"
Xia Yitong suddenly looked up at her. Okay, Fang Hui knew the answer. She put down the steamed buns and prepared to listen attentively.
From Xia Yitong's mouth, she omitted the steps of quarreling with Liang Shuyao, omitted Liang Shuyao's name, omitted the details of her sleep last night, and said it in just a few sentences.
Fang Hui: “…” How should she analyze this
Xia Yitong blinked: "Did I say too little?"
Fang Wei resisted the urge to tell her boss off: "What do you think?"
"Then let me repeat..."
Lu Yinbing considered that Liang Shuyao had to leave this afternoon, and she and Xia Yitong always quarreled when they were together, so it would be better to separate them temporarily. She would accompany Liang Shuyao first. After all, Liang Shuyao came to see her specially, and she would have several months to accompany Xia Yitong.
Asking assistant B to bring up a luxurious breakfast, Lu Yinbing walked in carrying two plates of breakfast.
"The delicious breakfast is here, cousin, cousin?" Lu Yinbing closed the door and looked inside. The bed was still tidy, and there was no sign that the table and chairs had been moved, but the person was gone.
Lu Yinbing parked the breakfast cart and walked in. After a few steps, he heard the sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom.
She sat down obediently, took out her phone to check Weibo and waited for someone. Liang Shuyao, wearing slippers and wiping her wet hair with a towel, smiled happily when she saw her: "Why didn't you call me?"
"I called you, but you didn't hear me. Anyway, I have nothing to do in the morning, so I'll just wait a while."
"How can I let you wait? Are you hungry? Come and eat."
There were exquisite foods placed in front of him, including corn, toast, sweet potatoes, broccoli, cucumber, and milk. The knife was placed on Lu Yinbing's left hand and the fork on his right hand.
Lu Yinbing: "Isn't this the breakfast I brought you? Why does it sound like you are serving me?"
Liang Shuyao looked at her like a little bastard: "Aren't you used to being served? Come on, eat yours."
This was the truth. When they were alone together, Liang Shuyao usually took care of her. It was a habit, and she was not embarrassed at all. She lowered her head to drink milk, and when she raised her head, there was a circle of white milk marks around her lips.
Liang Shuyao didn't think twice and pulled out a tissue from the tissue box. She leaned forward slightly and put it to the corner of her mouth. Lu Yinbing also leaned forward as before. When Liang Shuyao's hand touched her lips, they were both stunned.
Liang Shuyao was moved by the soft touch of her lips, and Lu Yinbing was moved by the flash of premonition that flashed through her mind, as well as her awareness that she was now a lesbian with a lover.
This action seems a bit ambiguous? Xia Yitong will definitely be unhappy if she sees it.
She didn't realize it before, but ever since she fell in love with Xia Yitong, she has been paying extra attention to the distance between them and other people.
Lu Yinbing took the tissue that was pressed against her lips and smiled shyly, "I can do it myself."
Liang Shuyao saw that her eyes suddenly flickered and her eyelashes drooped, as if she was hiding her shyness. She couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in her heart: Did she understand
Lu Yinbing wiped her mouth, spread strawberry jam on the bread, looked up and smiled at her, rolling her eyes, thinking: Should I tell Liang Shuyao about her and Xia Yitong? But she didn't seem to like him very much.
Liang Shuyao lowered her head and stirred the milk in the cup. Should she confess now? Her love rival had appeared. She had been hinting at him for so many years, but she didn't feel it at all. It would be too late if she didn't confess now. So she should confess.
Lu Yinbing bit her lower lip, tilted her head back and drank the milk in the cup, then put it on the table with a plop: Then just confess!
"I have something to tell you." Two voices, one was desperate, the other was resolute. The one who was desperate was Liang Shuyao, the one who was resolute was Lu Yinbing.
Liang Shuyao's courage, which she had accumulated with great difficulty, was knocked back three feet by Lu Yinbing's momentum. She usually gave way to Lu Yinbing, and Lu Yinbing knew it, so she consciously said, "Then I'll speak first."
"you say."
"Give me your milk." Lu Yinbing said, "I'll give me some courage."
Liang Shuyao: “…”
When he finished half of the wine, Lu Yinbing stroked the glass with his fingers, looking as if he was about to say something but stopped himself: "If I tell you that I have someone I like, would you be surprised?"
This expression of hers was definitely not the one she wore when facing her lover. Liang Shuyao's pupils slightly dilated, and the little finger of her right hand, which was placed on her right knee, trembled slightly uncontrollably, "Who?"
"You've seen it."
"who?"
"Don't be angry, it's Xia Yitong who slept with me." Lu Yinbing smiled flatteringly and held her hand. "I just confirmed it a few days ago. I didn't intend to hide it from you. You are the first one to know. Am I very loyal?"
Laiying, who was loosening the soil and applying fertilizer, sneezed loudly. Autumn comes early in the north, so she wrapped herself in a thin coat and decided to put on more clothes before going to the fields tomorrow.
Liang Shuyao wanted to shake off her hand, but was powerless to resist the warmth of Lu Yinbing's fingers. She said nothing and did not respond.
"Liang Shuyao?"
"cousin?"
"Do you agree or not, please say something?"
Liang Shuyao said coldly: "Will my disapproval affect you? Will you break up with her?"
Lu Yinbing said "Oh" and acted like a spoiled child: "That doesn't have any impact, but it's hard for me to handle it since you two are always at odds with each other. Haven't you seen the conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law on TV? Now you are the evil, no, good mother-in-law, Xia Yitong is the daughter-in-law, and I am the sandwich in the middle. You love me so much, can you bear to embarrass me—"
"Enough!" If the preceding long paragraph is likened to a blunt knife slowly sharpening on the heart, then the following sentence "You love me so much" is like a clean and neat stab into the heart, piercing through it.
Lu Yinbing: “Ah?”
She didn't know at all that he couldn't lose his temper with her. Liang Shuyao lowered her head, her chest rising and falling twice in a hurry, and pointed to the door. She tried her best to control herself and not let her voice tremble, and said softly: "You go out."
"I won't go out." Lu Yinbing was playing tricks. Whenever Liang Shuyao refused to agree to something, he would just play tricks and act like a spoiled child. This had always worked since he was a child.
"Are you going out or not?"
"I'm not going out." Lu Yinbing noticed that she was in a bad mood, squatted down, and looked up at her face. "You... cried? I was wrong, I was really wrong. You can't get along with her any more. It doesn't matter if you never like her. At most, I won't bring her to you in the future. Can you stop crying?"
This time Lu Yinbing was really scared. She had never seen Liang Shuyao cry since she was a child. No, once when she was playing hide-and-seek, she climbed a tree and accidentally fell from the tree and broke her leg. Liang Shuyao carried her on her back to see the family doctor. She didn't cry along the way, but after handing Lu Yinbing to the doctor, she cried out of breath and hiccuped for a full hour. Now Lu Yinbing is making fun of her.
Some information flashed through Lu Yinbing's mind, and she caught it. Liang Shuyao... She only cried twice, once because she broke her leg, and the second time because she had someone she liked.
Many scenes flashed by like a kaleidoscope.
When I was a child.
"Cousin Liang, the models walking on the catwalk are so handsome, how about you become a model?" So in the year that Lu Yinbing chose to enter the Film Academy to act, she chose to enter the industry as a model and appeared on the "Big Five Magazines". At that time, she was a dazzling actress and an internationally renowned supermodel.
puberty.
"They look like a couple, cousin, don't you think they're pleasing to the eyes?" "Indeed they are pleasing to the eyes, but what does it have to do with me? I'm straight, are you gay? It's okay, I will definitely support you. Bring your girlfriend to me in the future. Hahaha. Hey, this lollipop is good. Where did you buy it? Give me the store address quickly." So her confession that was about to come out was interrupted by her repeated emphasis and inexplicable interruptions.
adult.
"Cousin, I don't plan to get married. I think you are born with one less nerve than others. I might as well take care of you in the future." "No! You will bully me to death." They were used to insulting each other, and the rejection was blurted out without thinking, and they didn't think much about it afterwards.
A rare gathering of two "frequent flyers".
"Hey? Why are you at my house again? Didn't you send a message yesterday saying that you were still at the show? If you are Cao Cao, you will show up." "In order to give you a surprise, I..." "Thank you, no more nonsense, let's go, let's go and have a meal." This scene has been played out countless times. Liang Shuyao sighed helplessly every time looking at her back.
Everything, in the long river of memory, brushed away the dust on the surface, jumped out one after another, and drilled into Lu Yinbing's head, as if a heavy hammer hit him, with a dull sound and confusion.
Too familiar, familiar and accustomed to her gentleness and thoughtfulness. But too unfamiliar, she never understood what kind of heart was behind those gentleness and thoughtfulness.
"Drinking ice..." Liang Shuyao looked at her with tears in her eyes and asked, "Am I too late?"
The guess in his heart was confirmed. Lu Yinbing clasped the edge of the table with his hands, feeling extremely guilty. His throat was choked and he couldn't utter the word "yes".
After a long while, her eyes were red, and she uttered dryly: "... I'm sorry."
The answers to all questions are contained in three words.
Liang Shuyao smiled, but tears fell. It turned out that her past twenty years could be summed up in just three simple words.
She said, "It's okay." Then she gazed into her eyes lovingly, as if she wanted to carve her into her bones, and as if she wanted to completely erase her from her soul, and said, "I love you."
"… "
"I love you."
"… "
"I love you."
“…” Lu Yinbing burst into tears.
"You have to answer me." Liang Shuyao looked at her with a serious expression.
Lu Yinbing choked up: "What do you want me to answer?"
"You don't love me."
Lu Yinbing sobbed and nodded.
Liang Shuyao said: "I love you."
Lu Yinbing said: "I don't love you."
"Okay," it was over. Liang Shuyao burst into tears. She took a deep breath, took two tissues and gently wiped the tears from her face. She changed to a new one and helped Lu Yinbing wipe it clean. "This is the last time. Someone else will take care of you from now on."
Lu Yinbing's tears fell again and she cried until she was out of breath.
This time Liang Shuyao didn't wipe her. She put the tissue box in Lu Yinbing's hand and smiled bitterly: "This is the last time. It's the last time. Go away. Goodbye."
After seeing Lu Yinbing off, Liang Shuyao went back to the bathroom to take another shower, put an ice pack on her eyes, put on sunglasses, a mask, and a baseball cap, carried a small bag with her, went downstairs, and left the hotel in a low-key manner.
It’s like it has never been here, but what needs to change has already changed.
How to let go, time will tell everyone the answer.
Xia Yitong received some instruction from Fang Hui, an old hand in the love field. She absorbed some knowledge that she felt was useful and was practicing in the room when the door opened from the outside.
"Mr. Lu—" Xia Yitong paused and his smile disappeared.
Lu Yinbing ran over and threw herself on the bed, face down, motionless, her shoulders twitching slightly.
Xia Yitong rushed over, knelt on the bed, and looked at her face. Lu Yinbing stretched out a hand, pushed her away, and blocked her sight: "Let me be quiet for a while."
At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Yinbing received a WeChat message on his mobile phone.
Liang Shuyao—I’m back.
Liang Shuyao sat in the taxi on the way to the airport and closed her eyes.
She used to use words like "I'm leaving", "I'm going out", "I'm going to xx", and never used the word "go back", because for her, only Lu Yinbing could be called home and destination.
They are all gone now.
Then let her go back to where she should be. The four major fashion weeks are about to open, and the catwalk is her main battlefield.
When she stepped on it, she was still the dazzling super model, but all this had nothing to do with Lu Yinbing.
The driver in the rearview mirror glanced at her and said, "Who are you, celebrity? You're wearing glasses and a mask." There were a lot of celebrities in this area, and he could get a few autographs for the child from time to time.
Liang Shuyao took off her disguise and smiled politely: "Hello, who do you think I look like?"
The faces of supermodels are not as recognizable offline as those of movie and TV stars. The driver looked again and again in the rearview mirror and guessed, "Are you that... Liang Shuyao?" They looked a bit similar in height and their facial features were also strange. Her daughter was almost crazy about Liang Shuyao and her house was full of posters of her.
Liang Shuyao smiled and said, "Liang Shuyao is my cousin, and I am her cousin."
The driver was happy: "I thought so, it looks quite similar."
Liang Shuyao also laughed: "In fact, I am often treated as a star, and sometimes people stop me and ask for my autograph."
"You know what, I've had a lot of celebrities on my bus, including Erlang Shen and Marshal Tianpeng."
Liang Shuyao didn't know which version of Erlang Shen he was talking about, so she echoed, "Great."
The driver was a talkative man and chatted with her about this and that all the way to the airport. Liang Shuyao took out two hundred-dollar bills from her bag and handed them to her. She got out of the car, waved to the driver, and walked in.
The moment she entered the door, she turned her head and squinted at the sun in the sky and the part of the sky where the sun rose, until the sunlight stung her eyes.
Turn around and no longer linger.