Is there a medicine to undo regrets?

Is it true that you can only live on a planet once?

Will this life pass by too quickly?

Lin Qiong clutched her stomach and looked at the man, then said, "Would you believe me if I said I went to do something heroic?"

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow, "The food stall was facing bankruptcy, and you bravely ate it up?"

"..."

Lin Qiong pondered for a moment, "You could say that."

Fu Xingyun looked at the person, his slender fingers tapping the wheelchair repeatedly. "Weren't you going for a night run?"

"yes."

"Then what's with the sauce around your mouth?"

Lin Qiong wiped the sauce from her mouth and turned the tables, "You doubt me?"

Fu Xingyun: "No?"

Lin Qiong: "Then why are you looking at me like that?"

How do I see you?

“Strange looks.”

"..."

Fu Xingyun: "I was just raising reasonable questions."

Lin Qiong cried out in anguish, "What happened to the trust between people?!"

Fu Xingyun looked at him in silence for a while, then asked, "Do you have one?"

"..."

Lin Qiong frowned. "As expected, all men are the same. They don't know how to cherish what they have. Do you still remember what you said to me on our wedding day?"

Fu Xingyun: ?

Lin Qiong: "Whether in health or sickness, in poverty or in wealth..."

The man looked at Lin Qiong and said, "The important point."

Lin Qiong's expression was serious. "Mutual loyalty and mutual trust!"

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow: "My fault?"

Lin Qiong sighed with relief, "It's good that you know."

"..."

The man coughed, trying not to be fooled by the person in front of him, "Why are you eating late-night snacks when you go for a night run?"

Lin Qiong remained calm and composed, saying, "They seduced me."

The young man spoke with righteous indignation without a trace of remorse, like a scumbag who would pull up his pants and run away.

Fu Xingyun: "You're not wrong?"

Lin Qiong: "They just had to come right up to me. You know, there are so many roads in the world, why did they have to appear on the one I'm jogging on? If it wasn't intentional, what was it?"

"..."

Then Lin Qiong continued to chatter, her small mouth opening and closing, "Although I ate a midnight snack, I also did something righteous, so my good deeds outweigh my bad ones."

Fu Xingyun: "You think I'd believe that?"

Lin Qiong looked at him with eyes devoid of any impurity and said matter-of-factly, "Otherwise what?"

She lowered her head shyly as she spoke, "Isn't the essence of love between two people absolute loyalty and trust?"

"Just like my love for you remains unchanged."

RMB, love you~

The man's fingers, which were tapping on the wheelchair, froze and stopped.

Damn, he's really good at it.

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "So you went for a night run and had a late-night snack, which took you three hours?"

Lin Qiong nodded, then suddenly noticed the key point.

Why aren't you asleep yet at this hour?

The man's body stiffened.

Looking at the brightly lit house and the television on, Lin Qiong tentatively asked, "Were you waiting for me?"

Fu Xingyun answered decisively, "No."

Lin Qiong asked in confusion, "Then why aren't you sleeping?"

"In no mood."

Lin Qiong responded with an "oh" and didn't ask any further questions.

He then picked up his phone from the coffee table to go upstairs, but the screen suddenly lit up, showing a missed call.

Lin Qiong glanced at it; the call had come half an hour ago, and the caller ID read "Old Baby."

Lin Qiong glanced at him and immediately moved in front of Fu Xingyun. "You called me?"

Fu Xingyun turned her head away.

Lin Qiong leaned closer to him, "Why did you call me?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on the man's face. He then subtly moved away from the person, raised his hand, and pushed the wheelchair into the elevator.

Lin Qiong looked at her and fluttered over to her side like a butterfly, saying, "I'll push you."

Fu Xingyun looked at the person, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Lin Qiong was understanding. "I know you're definitely not waiting for me."

"..."

After Fu Xingyun entered the room, Lin Qiong also went back to her room to take a shower and go to sleep.

The bathroom was filled with smoke. Lin Qiong took off her shirt and walked under the shower. Although her fair waist and abdomen were not as strong as Fu Xingyun's, they were firm and without any excess fat.

Then, she raised her hand to turn on the shower and saw a bluish-purple discoloration on her fair waist and abdomen.

The next morning, Lin Qiong was woken up by her cell phone ringing.

The young man picked up his phone in a daze.

Wang Cheng's voice came from the other end, "Lin Qiong."

Lin Qiong grunted, "Hmm?"

"I'm going to the film set in three days, so pack your things in the next few days." Wang Cheng said tactfully, mainly to tell that old pervert to stop contacting him eight hundred times a day.

Lin Qiong squinted her eyes and said, "I understand."

As he was about to end the call, Wang Cheng said, "Don't hang up yet!"

The other person's voice suddenly rose in volume, and Lin Qiong was immediately jolted awake by the shout.

Lin Qiong rubbed her face. "Is there anything else?"

Wang Cheng: "Have you done a good deed this day?"

"..." Lin Qiong: "Not yet today."

"And what about yesterday?"

Lin Qiong: "I did good deeds yesterday."

"Where?"

"Snack street".

To everyone's surprise, the other party simply gave a nonchalant "oh".

Lin Qiong frowned and pouted, "What kind of reaction is that?"

"Normal reaction."

Why don't you ask me how I do good deeds?

Wang Cheng's voice was numb. "The food stall is about to go out of business, and you went and ate it back to life?"

"..."

This damn sense of familiarity.

Lin Qiong emphasized again, "I'm going there to do something righteous and heroic."

The other person replied dismissively, "I know, I know."

Lin Qiong: "Really!"

Wang Cheng: "Really, really."

"..."

"By the way, have you gained weight these past few days?"

Lin Qiong shook her head, puzzled. "No."

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. The director thinks that your appearance in the costume fitting photos is exactly what they want. You don't need to shave or cut anything."

Lin Qiong sensed the hidden meaning in the other person's words, "What are you trying to say?"

Wang Cheng: "Don't be a hero these next few days."

"..."

Lin Qiong told people at breakfast that she was going out to work.

As Fu Xingyun ate his porridge, he was no longer as awkward as before and got straight to the point: "How long will you be gone?"

Lin Qiong calculated the days, "About a week."

Fu Xingyun: "Is it still the same work as before?"

He sent people to investigate Lin Qiong many times, but each time the information they provided did not match the person in question. It was as if the person in the information was a completely different person compared to the Lin Qiong in front of him. In the end, the investigations failed.

That's it.

But he also knew that Lin Qiong was a nobody.

Lin Qiong nodded. "Yes, this is my official job."

Fu Xingyun glanced at the breakfast in the other person's bowl, which only contained two boiled eggs. "Is this all you're eating?"

Before Lin Qiong could speak, someone said, "Did you eat too much yesterday for your act of bravery?"

"..."

Lin Qiong's face fell. "I'm just controlling my weight."

Fu Xingyun looked the man up and down but said nothing.

After finishing her meal, Lin Qiong collapsed onto the sofa, slumped over, and then went out to throw out the trash.

I ran into the old man with the shabby clothes, just like every morning.

Rain or shine, the old man waits for you by the trash can.

The old man watched as Lin Qiong slowly and somewhat clumsily raised her hand to throw away the trash.

"Another workplace injury?"

Lin Qiong immediately perked up, "No."

The old man, dressed in rags, said, "Then why are your movements so strange?"

Lin Qiong: "I went to do something heroic yesterday."

The old man, dressed in rags, looked at her suspiciously. Lin Qiong's face practically screamed, "Praise me! Praise me!"

"...That's really good."

Lin Qiong clearly sensed the perfunctory attitude in the other person's words, "You don't believe me."

The old man, dressed in rags, said, "I didn't say that."

Lin Qiong frowned slightly, her fair face contorted. "Fine, don't believe me then."

The old man, seeing the dejected young man, was about to say something when someone said, "After all, heroes are always lonely."

"..."

--

Now that he had secured the resources and was ready to start working, Wang Cheng planned to return to the company to report to the senior management. This was the first high-quality resource he had acquired in the two years he had worked with Lin Qiong.

Upon hearing this, the senior leader muttered, "Lin Qiong."

Wang Cheng nodded with satisfaction. "Yes."

Boss: "Do we have such a person in our company?"

"..."

Two years after her debut, she returned as an ordinary person.

The leader was shocked after glancing at the contract provided by the production company: "They really hired Lin Qiong for this film?"

Wang Cheng nodded.

The leader looked at the names in the director and producer section—all well-known figures in the industry—and asked, "How was he chosen?"

Wang Cheng: "The movie said it would cast newcomers."

The leader asked in confusion, "Hasn't he already been in the industry for two years?"

Logically speaking, Lin Qiong can't be considered a newcomer.

Wang Cheng succinctly replied, "Paste."

"..."

Then Wang Cheng thought for a moment, "There is another very prominent feature."

Leader: "What is it?"

Wang Cheng: "The actual product matches the picture."

"..."

After talking with his boss, Wang Cheng walked out of the office. As he left, many people came over to greet him, which was unprecedented.

Since I didn't drive, I had to take the bus home.

When Wang Cheng boarded the bus, there were very few seats left. He took a few steps forward and sat down. Two female high school students were sitting in front of him.

Have you checked Weibo?

"What's wrong?"

"A robbery happened on East Street yesterday, and someone bravely intervened and the story was posted online. He's a handsome guy!"

"Really? I'll go check it out."

As she spoke, the girl excitedly opened Weibo.

The hashtag "#Good Samaritan" is trending on Weibo, and clicking on it leads to the robbery that happened on East Street yesterday.

The Weibo editor was very thoughtful, providing both surveillance footage and videos from the perspective of passersby.

In the video, a food cart selling sesame cakes was parked on the side of the road when, not long after, a robber with a knife appeared. The robber was a bully who preyed on the weak and targeted women.

The woman who owned the pancake stall was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, unable to utter a word, but she tightly clutched the black bag slung across her waist—her husband's life-saving money.

Not long after, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, rushing forward like a cannonball and engaging in a fight. Although the young man didn't have the upper hand during the fight, he regained his footing every time he was pushed aside.

He got up and continued forward, and soon the police arrived in a hurry.

Fortunately, the young man wasn't seriously injured in the fight with the thug. To thank him, the proprietress gave him a lot of sesame cakes. When someone went to film a short video interview, the young man was seen sitting by the roadside, huffing and puffing as he ate.

Making sesame seed cakes.

The young man, his cheeks puffed out, stared at the sudden camera, looking like a little mouse caught stealing food, his face full of helplessness.

"May I interview you?"

With crumbs of sesame seed cake still clinging to the corner of his mouth, the young man asked, "Could you blur my face?"

Is there something inconvenient?

The young man took another bite of the sesame seed cake. "I'm here for a night run."

"..."

"Of course." As soon as he finished speaking, the interviewer blurred out the surrounding area, leaving only the young man's handsome face.

"May I interview you now?"

The young man nodded. "Okay."

"What is your name?"

"Lei Feng".