Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Doctors see all sorts of people, tall and short, fat and thin, old and weak, sick and disabled, and become somewhat numb to the human body.

The human body is an ingeniously designed organism, yet it is prone to malfunctions to varying degrees. Some malfunctions can be repaired, while others are permanently rendered inoperable.

Most diseases are actually irreversible; of all known human diseases, only a small minority are curable. These very few are treated as success stories, thus significantly boosting public confidence in medicine.

An organism with various functions has a different appearance. When it becomes weak and decayed, it loses its luster and desperately awaits the doctor's skillful hands to bring it back to life.

Shen Qingyuan indeed didn't see such a face very often. Radiant, vibrant, and full of masculine charm!

My heart fluttered, and I was slightly startled.

She doesn't consider herself the type to be easily infatuated with boys; otherwise, she wouldn't have been unmoved by the handsome young men when she was in school. Maybe people change, and lately she's just had too much free time.

"I'm bored, so I just want to find a man to have some fun with," Song Ting said.

She's a woman, after all, and not that old. Hormones are at play; damn it, she's an irrational organism.

Her breathing became slightly rapid, but she concealed it well, her expression remaining unchanged, her eyes fixed on the screen in front of her.

Only her fingers—Ye Chuyang sat to her left, and the fingers of her right hand, which was far from him, unconsciously tightened their grip on the paper tube full of popcorn.

My mind is a bit of a mess.

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After the animated film's opening credits finished, Shen Qingyuan remembered to move the popcorn to the left. "Eat?"

A 50/50 mix of chocolate and hazelnut salted egg yolk flavors.

They all look quite tempting.

Ye Chuyang's physique is thanks to ten years of unwavering self-discipline. Once he opens his mouth, his craving for junk food is like a flood bursting its banks.

"No, you eat it." He waved his hand.

Shen Qingyuan was happy to enjoy it all to herself, crunching and munching as she silently and continuously devoured the food in the darkness, like a greedy hamster.

This person... is really distracting! In the past, when Ye Chuyang looked at the works of masters, he was always very focused, without exception.

Ye Chuyang glanced at her sideways. She ate some popcorn and then took a big gulp of cola. Her cheeks were bulging, just like a small rodent storing food in its cheeks.

Well, kind of cute.

Sensing his gaze, Shen Qingyuan turned to look at him, her eyes probing.

It's been discovered.

Ye Chuyang made conversation, "Uh, popcorn."

The popcorn was placed to Shen Qingyuan's right. He reached out his hand.

The SVIP seats in this cinema were very spacious. Ye Chuyang had to lower his head, turn to the side, and lean forward. Even with the length of his arm, he could only reach the popcorn cone with his left hand, and then reach in and grab two kernels of popcorn.

This distance was even closer than when he whispered something in Shen Qingyuan's ear just now.

In an instant, his face almost touched the tip of her nose.

It was that scent again, some kind of perfume that Shen Qingyuan didn't know the name of, combined with his unique masculine scent, even stronger than before.

Offense, invasion, novelty, passion, and suddenness almost took her breath away.

But, it seems... I'm not so averse to it.

Like two unfamiliar little animals that suddenly discover their kind in an unexpected place, they tentatively sniff and explore, teetering between alertness and curiosity.

As if possessed, Ye Chuyang maintained this extremely close distance, silently watching her with his eyes closed.

His facial features were magnified, and the light in his eyes flickered, reflecting the light from the screen.

The silhouette is still so beautiful.

Ten years ago, she was a young girl with delicate beauty and pride.

Now, her eyebrows and eyes are relaxed, and her nose is high and straight; she has very dignified facial features.

He liked the touch of fullness and maturity that came with his oval face. He was really tired of seeing the delicate, frail female celebrities in the industry; a little plumpness was quite pleasing to the eye.

Or rather, because it was her, Shen Qingyuan, he felt that whatever she looked like was just right.

Those eyes, reflected from the screen, twinkled like tiny stars in the sky.

Unlike ten years ago, when they met again, he sensed a kind of confusion and gloom in her eyes, a dark, gloomy, and sinking force.

I once wondered what was so powerful that could bring down Shen Qingyuan, the once proud and privileged woman.

He was still investigating and didn't want to disturb her too much.

The two little animals locked eyes, frozen for what seemed like an eternity in the non-static scene. Their gazes then shifted downwards, landing on her slightly parted, soft, and full lips.

The atmosphere is off.

One of them began to become alert.

One remained curious.

It's so close, such a good opportunity is rare, and these illicit desires are bewitching this hot-blooded man. With just a little more effort, he could have his way with her...

Ten years ago, young girls would grab a hand and run. Ten years later, grown women kiss and run away? Now, my back hurts, and I can't walk very well.

In fact, you could already feel her breath and the faint fragrance on her body.

It's still that same rose scent I smelled by West Lake, probably from face cream or hair.

Quite seductive!

Ye Chuyang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his heart pounded with nervousness; he could feel his own heartbeat.

"belch--"

A rather abrupt burp abruptly broke the tension. The aroma of cola rose with the "glug" of carbon dioxide.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the airflow made Ye Chuyang blink unconsciously.

Shen Qingyuan was a little embarrassed and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

The two of them seemed to snap out of their daze at the same time, averting their eyes and exchanging glances as they refocused.

That's embarrassing.

One of them said awkwardly, "Didn't you say you weren't going to eat?" with a small complaint, "Uh... I meant popcorn."

The other one smiled and said shamelessly, "Judging from your eating, it looks pretty good. Try it."

Shen Qingyuan moved the popcorn cone to the cup holder on the armrest between the two of them.

He actually tried them, only a few, and they tasted pretty good, the sweetness was delightful.

Then he stopped talking and turned his attention back to the movie.

The master's final work is indeed exquisite; each frame could stand alone as a masterpiece.

Ye Chuyang snapped out of her reverie and her attention gradually became drawn to the movie.

When the story came to an end, he glanced sideways at the person next to him. Upon seeing that, his eyebrows unconsciously rose.

Shen Qingyuan leaned back against the chair, her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open, and her breathing even. Her left hand rested on her thigh, holding two kernels of popcorn in a loose grip.

She fell asleep half an hour into the movie?

Is it really that boring? Actually, the story is quite gentle and unfolds gradually, although the plot isn't very intense.

Thinking this, and looking at her sleeping posture, Ye Chuyang couldn't help but smile. This was, in fact, only the second time he had seen Shen Qingyuan asleep.

The first time was when I got drunk on the rooftop, which is different from this time.

In my memory of her school days, she was mostly energetic. Senior year was demanding, and students couldn't resist taking a nap whenever they could—of course, there were a few who were drowsy all day.

She was different; because of her height, even sitting in the middle or back row, her back was ramrod straight, and she always seemed radiant. She was always ready to stand up and answer questions at any moment.

How to describe Shen Qingyuan when she is asleep?

She has a gentle demeanor—of course, she wasn't originally fierce or menacing, but she possessed a kind of aloofness that had persisted from her teenage years and had become even more refined, making her someone to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with.

In real society, some people find such people difficult to approach, while others are curious and want to explore them further.

She also seems a bit dull. After all, with her eyes closed, the window to her soul, no one can judge whether she has eight hundred schemes in her heart or an IQ over 120.

However, people who are too smart can be surprisingly clumsy in certain aspects.

For example, being stubborn.

For example, thinking that one's life and the world are too controllable. Or, completely oppositely, going to the other extreme: seeing the world as utterly hopeless early on!

After a while, as Shen Qingyuan fell into a deeper sleep, her tilted sleeping position gradually became unbalanced. Her head, along with her shoulders and back, slowly slid to the right, almost landing on the shoulder of a stocky middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is unaware of the danger / that a stroke of good fortune is about to fall from the sky...

Taking a still frame from a dynamic shot and extending the duration of that still frame—this simple montage technique is frequently used successfully in film and television. This is because people often find that stillness possesses considerable tension.

At the critical moment, a hand stopped her in time.

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Ye Chuyang gently supported Shen Qingyuan's right cheek, slowly and carefully pulling her towards him. At the same time, he gave the uncle, who finally reacted and turned to look at him, an apologetic smile.

—With the light so dim, the old man probably won't be able to tell who he is, right?

Never mind, it's not important.

There are many people in this world who don't know him.

My head has nowhere to go.

Well, at times like these, a man always has to make a sacrifice. He'll offer her a shoulder to lean on.

Ye Chuyang tilted his shoulder, adjusted his posture, and gently rested her head against his.

After all that was done, she still hadn't woken up.

As expected of Shen Qingyuan, he's completely absorbed in everything he does. Perhaps it's because his movements are gentle and his shoulders are steady.

I finally breathed a long sigh of relief and continued watching the movie.

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When Shen Qingyuan regained consciousness, the movie was already quite far in the middle.

Before falling asleep, she seemed to remember a group of round-headed little elves running and jumping around in a movie. Then, her eyelids drooped, and she drifted off to sleep.

I haven't been sleeping well for the past six months. I'm not energetic during the day, and I can even fall asleep while watching a movie.

I was hoping the change of environment would help me sleep better, but the hotel bed still felt unfamiliar, and I didn't sleep very soundly. The movie theater, on the other hand, was dark and had a high carbon dioxide concentration, which was perfect for sleeping.

As Shen Qingyuan slowly awoke, she quickly realized that she had her head tilted and resting on someone's shoulder.

It looks like... he even drooled.

Shen Qingyuan raised her head and quietly wiped her mouth.

Her neck was crooked for a long time and it was uncomfortable. She rubbed the back of her neck, feeling a little embarrassed, and turned to look at Ye Chuyang.

His gaze remained fixed on the movie screen, looking very focused.

"Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."

As for how he ended up leaning on someone's shoulder and slept for quite a while, it can probably only be explained by a coincidence in an unconscious state.

Ye Chuyang moved his right shoulder, which had gone numb from being pressed down, and turned his head slightly, leaning over to look at Shen Qingyuan. He whispered in her ear, "Dr. Shen, taking a nap on my shoulder is the dream of nine hundred million girls."