Villainous Movie Star (14)
Song Xuyi thought she was experiencing auditory hallucinations, but Zhao Qingyu in front of her still appeared serious.
Song Xuyi tightened her collar and told herself that this time she must not back down. She stared at Zhao Qingyu and said, “I… my clothes aren’t wet inside, and I didn’t bring any spare clothes…”
“——Achoo!”
However, before she could finish speaking, Song Xuyi couldn’t help but sneeze…
Song Xuyi felt extremely embarrassed.
Zhao Qingyu frowned.
She reached out and touched Song Xuyi’s forehead, poured hot water into a thermos cup lid, took some cold medicine and handed it to Song Xuyi. She spoke coldly, “Dr. Song, didn’t you realize you caught a cold yourself?”
Song Xuyi naturally knew that she had caught a cold. Strictly speaking, she actually had some disposable underwear in her bag’s inner compartment…
But she didn’t really need to change her clothes. Moreover… if she changed her clothes, Zhao Qingyu would definitely have noticed the shadow on the wall and would have known that she had seen Zhao Qingyu changing clothes earlier…
Too embarrassing!
“I really didn’t bring any spare clothes for myself. If you don’t believe me, you can go and search my bag…” Song Xuyi said with a red face, stubbornly continuing to lie.
However, Zhao Qingyu didn’t go to search the bag.
She stood in front of Song Xuyi, looking at her thoughtfully. Something slowly emerged in her dark eyes, and finally, she sighed, her tone softening a bit. She rubbed Song Xuyi’s head and said, “Drink your medicine first, the water is getting cold.”
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief.
Afraid that Zhao Qingyu would bring up the matter of changing clothes again, Song Xuyi quickly took the medicine. As the hot water reached her stomach, she felt much warmer. Song Xuyi moved her stiff limbs and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in from outside, causing her to sneeze several times again.
Zhao Qingyu stood up.
She looked around and saw the raincoat that Song Xuyi had taken off. She got up and used a tree branch to prop up the raincoat, hanging it at the entrance of the cave to block the incoming wind.
Then, Zhao Qingyu took out the utility knife that Song Xuyi had brought along and quickly dismantled the large waterproof bag that Song Xuyi was carrying. She made a makeshift pad out of it and laid it flat on the ground…
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During the process of dismantling the bag, Zhao Qingyu seemed to have discovered the secret in the inner compartment. Her movements momentarily paused, and Song Xuyi’s heart almost jumped to her throat. However, Zhao Qingyu didn’t say anything, nor did she even glance up at Song Xuyi.
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of ease.
Then Zhao Qingyu moved the pile of partially dry branches closer to the fire pit.
With this series of actions, the cold cave instantly warmed up.
Song Xuyi couldn’t believe that Zhao Qingyu possessed such strong survival skills!
She watched all of this with admiration in her heart.
However…
Tonight, Zhao Qingyu was strangely silent, and her usual smile was gone from her face. Was this her true self?
……
Song Xuyi leaned against the wall, her thoughts scattered and disorganized. Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine, as she felt a bit drowsy and heavy-headed.
“Xuyi…”
Suddenly, Song Xuyi heard Zhao Qingyu calling her name.
“Xuyi, come over here.”
Zhao Qingyu was sitting on the pad she had made from the waterproof bag, next to the fire pit. Her eyes were shifting, and suddenly she smiled at Song Xuyi, her voice gentle and melodious.
This smile was truly beautiful, melting the ice and snow, and blooming like a hundred flowers. It left Song Xuyi, who was already in a dazed state, completely captivated.
In a dazed state, Song Xuyi slowly moved over to Zhao Qingyu’s side and just sat down…
“Zip.” The sound of a zipper being pulled down!
Song Xuyi suddenly snapped out of her daze and widened her eyes as she looked down.
——Zhao Qingyu had pulled down the zipper of her own down jacket!
Song Xuyi became completely stunned, staring foolishly at Zhao Qingyu. However, Zhao Qingyu’s expression remained calm. Perhaps she realized that Song Xuyi hadn’t lied and that her clothes were indeed dry. The furrow between Zhao Qingyu’s eyebrows finally relaxed.
How could she be like this?!
Song Xuyi blushed: She had hurriedly come out, wearing a set of rabbit pajamas inside, and out of concern for the cold, she haphazardly put on a sweater. The hood of the rabbit pajamas wasn’t tucked into the collar, so her ears were exposed. The thought of Zhao Qingyu seeing her in this messy and disheveled state made Song Xuyi want to disappear.
She had initially wanted to zip up her down jacket again, but facing Zhao Qingyu’s gradually icy gaze, Song Xuyi inexplicably felt like a field mouse targeted by a snake in the 《Animal Kingdom》. Her body stiffened, and in a fit of frustration, she ultimately blushing, took off her down jacket…
But Zhao Qingyu didn’t even look at what she was wearing.
After Song Xuyi took off her down jacket, she heard the sound of a zipper again. Immediately, she fell into a warm embrace.
Zhao Qingyu wrapped Song Xuyi in her own large down jacket and sat with her on the pad. She then picked up the down jacket that Song Xuyi had just taken off and placed it over them as an additional layer. With a husky voice, she said, “This way, you won’t feel cold…”
Song Xuyi didn’t know what to say anymore.
She just felt her whole body burning up and stiff, her face flushed to the point of dripping blood, too afraid to move.
Only then did she remember that she hadn’t told Zhao Qingyu about the disposable underwear in the side pocket. Zhao Qingyu probably didn’t find it while changing clothes, so she was only wearing the home clothes Song Xuyi had brought and wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath her down jacket. And now, Song Xuyi’s head was buried in Zhao Qingyu’s neck, her arm inadvertently touching Zhao Qingyu’s…
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Song Xuyi suddenly felt like crying.
“Now you can sleep peacefully!”
Zhao Qingyu’s soft voice came from above as she patted Song Xuyi’s back.
But how could Song Xuyi sleep in this situation?
The fragrance emanating from Zhao Qingyu’s body made Song Xuyi feel feverish all over, as if she was about to catch fire!
Song Xuyi closed her eyes but couldn’t find a trace of sleepiness, not even after a long while.
“I can’t sleep. How about you go ahead and sleep? We can take turns keeping watch, and I’ll wake you up later in the night…”
Song Xuyi opened her eyes and looked up at Zhao Qingyu. Perhaps, once Zhao Qingyu fell asleep, she could quietly move away, avoiding this awkward situation…
“You can’t sleep?”
There was a moment of silence from Zhao Qingyu above, and Song Xuyi wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but Zhao Qingyu’s face seemed to have a hint of redness.
Her voice became increasingly hoarse, as if suppressing something. Then she took a deep breath and lightly patted Song Xuyi’s back, as if comforting a child. “…How about I tell you a story?”
Song Xuyi didn’t really want to hear a story, but Zhao Qingyu had already started:
“About twenty years ago, a woman was born in a small mountain village. She was an illegitimate child, and her father passed away soon after her birth. Her mother raised her until she was eight years old, and then she too passed away. It was then that she learned that most of the women in her family had ‘sleeping sickness’ and that many of them didn’t live past the age of thirty…”
“The people in the village didn’t give up on her. They provided for her, sent her to school. I heard she even got into a film academy, becoming the village’s first outstanding student. Every family donated money and items, wanting her to study well…”
“At first, she was determined to become a big star and repay the people in her village in her lifetime. But in her senior year, she met a man. He came from a wealthy family and passionately pursued her. She fell for him and became pregnant with his child…”
“She thought she had found her soulmate, but little did she know that the man’s mother used the excuse of ‘sleeping sickness’ to drive her away from her son…”
……
Song Xuyi didn’t expect to hear such a story.
The story was too real, so real that it seemed to have actually happened before.
Song Xuyi felt a bit sad in her heart.
The woman’s life in the story was incredibly tragic, especially when Song Xuyi heard about her pregnancy. She faintly guessed something, but she didn’t dare to ask. She could only remain silent, head lowered.
The effects of the medicine surged, and Song Xuyi herself didn’t know when she fell asleep.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when she heard a sigh in her hazy state. It seemed as if someone, gently yet restrained, kissed her forehead…
Zhao Qingyu didn’t know if her luck was good or bad.
Originally, she wanted to secretly pay respects to her grandparents, but halfway there, she encountered extreme weather.
Perhaps it was fate’s mercy, but shortly after she noticed the extreme weather, she found a cave. There were some dried branches left by previous people in the cave, barely enough to keep her warm.
However, the rain and hail outside continued relentlessly, the temperature dropping lower and lower. Her wet clothes clung to her body, making her cold and hungry. Zhao Qingyu had the first doubt in her life: perhaps she couldn’t hold on any longer.
Her mother survived past the age of thirty but couldn’t accept the reality that Zhao Qingyu didn’t actually have “sleeping sickness” and eventually went insane. During the days before Aunt Liu appeared, Zhao Qingyu lived in extreme hardship: taking care of her crazed mother at home, enduring her mother’s beatings, and even rummaging through garbage when she was hungry.
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During the early stages of her entrepreneurial journey, she encountered a deceitful business partner and almost lost everything. When she first entered the entertainment industry, she had to hone her acting skills at the bottom, enduring the difficulties and humiliation imposed by A-list actresses.
……
Those painful memories kept resurfacing in her mind, and when Zhao Qingyu came to her senses, she realized that she was once again thinking about Song Xuyi.
In the past month, the happiest time for Zhao Qingyu was the morning runs with Song Xuyi.
Zhao Qingyu had actually discovered recently that she seemed to have developed feelings for Song Xuyi.
So, she deliberately pestered and insisted that Song Xuyi chat with her every day, enjoying teasing her and watching her blush…
Zhao Qingyu never thought she would have such childish moments.
However, Zhao Qingyu could only restrain her feelings: she carried too much darkness within her, unworthy of someone as bright as Song Xuyi.
Moreover, even though her mother escaped “sleeping sickness,” the hereditary factor was still there. She might not be able to escape it herself, and there was a high possibility that she wouldn’t live past thirty.
……
Zhao Qingyu had previously only focused on seeking revenge against a man and his family, never expecting that she would develop feelings for someone. She had originally intended to distance herself from Song Xuyi. She had made up her mind: once the summer vacation ended, she would cut off all contact with Song Xuyi completely.
However, she didn’t expect that Song Xuyi would risk herself to find her!
She really wanted to tell Song Xuyi: she truly, truly liked her! She had never liked someone like this before, to the point where her heart ached…
But Zhao Qingyu couldn’t bring herself to say it, even a hug had to be cautious and careful.
She told Song Xuyi about her mother’s story, just to remind herself: she currently didn’t have the right to love Song Xuyi.
In the dark night, she quietly swore to Song Xuyi that she would do her best to treat her well every single day, without letting Song Xuyi be troubled by her feelings…
But she couldn’t resist pressing her lips earnestly against Song Xuyi’s forehead: If… by some stroke of luck, she managed to live past thirty, she would definitely let Song Xuyi know her feelings…
The author has something to say:
I was caught up in a business trip and will be away for about twenty days. I only have time to write at night.
Subsequent updates will be later, so please don’t stay up late and read during the day.
LP: Re-translated on January 11, 2024