Chapter 1251 I am also very strong

Cheng Zhiyuan held the corner of the table and listened to her complaints slowly. After she finished complaining, he said,

"Have you been drinking?"

“…”

After choking for two seconds, the girl denied it without hesitation.

"How is that possible? I have to film at dawn, I won't drink."

"You have no idea how strenuous filming is. I have to do somersaults and dangle from wires all the time. My waist is about to break!"

"And I suspect Ye Danggui has super obsessive-compulsive disorder. The time spent on reshoots every day is enough for me to travel all over New York, but he just wants to pick the best effect from all the good performances."

"Also, in order to maintain my strength, I've been eating some hard-to-eat fitness meals every day. My..."

"Is that why you insisted on waiting for my call?"

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly interrupted the girl and said in a deep voice,

"Aren't you going to ask me something?"

There was a sudden silence over there, and after a moment he heard the girl's gentle voice as she tore away her smile.

"What do you want to ask, Mr. Cheng?"

"Didn't I tell you long ago that I'll come and listen when you want to talk?"

"What I wanted to hear, I heard when I answered the phone."

Cheng Zhiyuan sat stiffly in the darkness. For the first time, he discovered that beneath the bright and lively exterior of the girl who was always noisy, she actually had such a gentle and tolerant appearance, which calmed down all his restless and negative emotions one by one.

"I just hope you won't be scared."

Shen Pianpian said in a low voice,

"Just like you are the first person I think of when I encounter any trouble, I hope you can do the same."

"I like all your strengths, but I also accept all your weaknesses. I want to have your future, but I'm not afraid to face your past."

"I want to protect you, Mr. Cheng."

"I'm very strong too."

The sound of the wind, coming from nowhere, and the girl's low voice came into the man's ears through the radio waves.

He sat stiffly for a long time, and finally after a long silent exhalation, he curled his lips slightly and watched the haze that had shrouded his eyes for many days gradually dissipate. The broken, mottled, and bloody illusions peeled off one by one, and the extremely dim light shone on the photos in the room, as if the sun had finally fallen again.

Cheng Zhiyuan closed his eyes and whispered,

"Do you remember the psychological diagnosis and treatment record I showed you?"

"My aunt wrote it for me five years after my parents passed away."

…

The second hand of the quartz clock ticked away, the room was still dim, but the atmosphere was no longer as cold and silent as it was at the beginning.

Those memories filled with dark emotions, almost trance-like and cruel were turned into a plain narration like telling someone else's story by the man's low and slow speech speed.

But no matter how calm it was, a soft whimper soon came from the receiver.

The girl seemed to be afraid of disturbing him and even covered the receiver.

Cheng Zhiyuan told all the past events without reservation with a slight smile amidst his weak sobs.

In the past, I always avoided reminiscing. Whenever I did, I would feel extremely depressed, as if I would be dragged back into those gray areas. But now, after hearing the girl's cry, it was as if all the suppressed pain was relieved and no longer felt so heavy.

At last, after he had finished speaking, the other party finally stopped holding back and burst into tears.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

While crying, Miss Shen also sobbed and scolded him.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, are you stupid? Do you want to hide this from me forever?"