61 You and Me
◎The lady’s beads, Jingyi’s young daughter.◎
Liang Youwei's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt guilty. She raised her eyes cautiously: "Qin Zhen... What did Qin Zhen do?"
As she asked the question, her thoughts raced. October 20th, October 20th, October 20th… No, what on earth happened on October 20th? How could she not remember a single thing? What a sin…
Liang Youwei really wants to bite her nails.
The man spoke slowly, interrupting her thoughts: "That night, I called you, but he was the one who answered the phone."
Liang Youwei heard the sound of herself swallowing: "What did he say?" Damn, she had no recollection at all.
Qin Zhen was like a ticking time bomb; this man was impossible to control. She couldn't imagine what he was capable of. Their relationship was at its peak in October, and Qin Zhen was incredibly arrogant back then, sure to lash out at her brother...
"He said you were too tired and had already fallen asleep. He also said that when you get angry, he is the only one who can comfort you."
Just at this moment, Liang Ting'an resumed his normal eating frequency, swallowing every word he said, and each word seemed a world away from the others, as if he was roasting Liang Youwei on the fire.
"Our first cold war was over condoms. Qin Zhen must have taken that box, right?"
Liang Youwei dug her toes into the ground, gave up struggling, and began staring at the door and her phone, thinking in agony: Why hasn't the takeaway arrived yet?
"Don't worry, we'll be there in half an hour." Liang Ting'an knew his sister all too well. He chuckled, "Didn't you want to ask about condoms?"
"Brother, brother, good brother, I don't want to ask, let's not talk about this, okay?" Liang Youwei couldn't cry or laugh, she could only coax him in a flattering manner, and even wanted to take his bowl and feed him herself.
Liang Ting'an was so angry at her that he laughed: "Liang Youwei, I'm your brother, not your son. Stop it."
The result was predictable. If she had really taken action, Liang Ting'an would have been possessed by the monster. She obediently withdrew her hand, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered, "Brother, can you please stop being angry? I heard from my third sister that men can get breast cancer, too."
"Does high school biology teach this?"
Liang Jingyi took elective courses in physics, chemistry and biology, but had never touched biology in college.
"No, I heard that a male relative of the merchant had breast cancer. My third sister was so happy that she worked overtime for three whole days and her efficiency was ridiculously high."
Liang Youwei curled her lips and made a "three" gesture with her hand.
“…”
Liang Ting'an felt that no one in the Liang family was normal.
She looked at him, and he looked at her. After a long moment, they both laughed. Liang Youwei's shoulders shrugged, her forehead pressed against his neck, their hair tangled together, and the matter was tacitly forgotten.
"Brother, are you really not angry anymore?" Finally, she held his little finger and looked at him eagerly, seeking peace of mind.
He lowered his head, gently nuzzled her nose, and said calmly, "When has my brother ever really been angry with you?"
Liang Youwei couldn't help laughing and hugged him clingingly: "I knew that brother is the best."
Liang Ting'an gently stroked the back of her head and spoke after a long while.
"Please ask for leave on Monday and I'll approve it."
·
She said she wanted to take Monday off, but Liang Youwei was very good at "borrowing the power of others" and simply turned "Monday" upside down to become "a week".
Liang Ting'an naturally knew what his sister was thinking, but he could only say helplessly: "Xiao Wei is always unwell, let her have a good rest first."
The HR department is confused, but the HR department is obedient.
After returning to the company a week later, Liang Youwei couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with going to work because of the fatigue she had developed in the past and because there were so many agents coming to see her.
Competition for endorsements in the entertainment industry is fierce, especially for luxury brands like blue-chip jewelry and luxury cars. Star actors and actresses are closely tied to their companies, forcing their agents to do whatever it takes to secure luxury brand endorsements.
There were many candidates for the spokesperson for "Zhiliang." The nominal decision maker was the CEO, but in reality, it was Liang Youwei. The agent was well aware of all this and would frequently come to Yixing to discuss cooperation, or perhaps somehow find Liang Youwei's contact information and invite her to dinner for a meeting.
Liang Youwei got tired of it after eating there twice, and would refuse every time someone invited her. She would use Qin Zhen and Zhao Lingyu as excuses. It was still a happy thing to have a meal with the person she liked.
The original deadline was the end of March, so Zhi Liang's department was not in a hurry. As a result, a week and a half had passed and the spokesperson had not been decided.
"Boss Wei, why don't you book someone in the next few days? It's not a good idea to keep dragging it out like this."
One afternoon, assistant Xiao Du sighed and placed the newly filled cup of cherry blossom tea on the sky blue desk.
Liang Youwei held up the side of her face, her white index finger repeatedly sliding the mouse. She couldn't help but yawn. "Xiao Du, our group—isn't it, our Zhiliang—are we so careless in doing things? You leave such an important matter as appointing a spokesperson to me?"
She has only been working for a few days.
Xiao Du shrugged, "We've already done a risk assessment, and Mr. Liang said it's fine as long as you like the spokesperson. After all, they'll be sitting next to you at future dinners."
Liang Youwei sighed, her eyes becoming more entangled. As she hung up her nth call of the day, she forced herself to cheer up and make up her mind.
"Okay. For the boys... let's pick Shao Sheng and Xu Yimiao. For the girls, let's pick Zhan Qingyan and Lu Xinglan."
Is it true or not? Xiao Du choked on his saliva: "Ahem...Ms. Xiao Wei, are you trying to sell lesbian sex?"
Why do they always choose popular CPs?
"No." Liang Youwei looked up blankly, as if nothing had happened: "They are good-looking and popular."
The most important thing is that Shao Sheng and Xu Yimiao have only been in the industry for a year, so they are cheap and can just offset the remuneration of the two reserve actresses.
Xiao Du looked forward to the show: "You really aren't afraid of a brawl among the four fans."
"Hey, what's the saying? Black and red are still red, so we can save on publicity."
Liang Youwei was too lazy to care about so many things. Her mind was full of Zhi Liang's trivial matters recently. In addition, she might have been eating unhealthily in the past few days, and her stomach hurt from time to time, which made her feel a little bad.
After making the decision, she put down her mouse and started playing with her phone, saying soothingly, "Don't worry. I'm just offering advice. The implementation plan will still be led by Manager Yang and Mr. Zhang. They're professionals, and only professionals can do professional things..."
Halfway through his words, his cell phone rang.
It was a message from "Jingyi".
In an instant, Liang Youwei felt her stomach pain was gone, and her attention shifted at the speed of light.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Du seemed to understand something, so he looked up at the ceiling and turned away.
"Jingyi, you're not going to work this afternoon?"
"Well, no."
In the low-key and restrained ordinary BMW, Liang Jingyi nodded, steered the wheel with one hand, and his long, bony fingers firmly grasped the pure black leather.
"How bizarre! You actually get off work early one day." Liang Youwei sat in the passenger seat, tilting her head with a smile, "What do you want to do this afternoon?"
"You'll find out when you get home."
Liang Jingyi deliberately kept the secret, and after he officially left the garage, he played a song for her.
"Why does your car smell weird?" Liang Youwei hummed a few lines of the song and suddenly sniffed, frowning, "Jingyi, do you smell it?"
Liang Jingyi glanced at her and asked, "What's so strange about it?"
While waiting for the traffic light, she held her breath and smelled carefully for a while, but found nothing unusual.
"Hmm... I can't really put my finger on it, but it just smells weird and bad."
"I'm going to wash the car tomorrow."
Let's also change the interior fragrance.
The green light came on and Liang Jingyi stepped on the accelerator.
·
"Watch a movie? Why did you suddenly think of doing this?"
When they entered Liang's house, Liang Jingyi said those three words. Liang Youwei was really surprised and she couldn't help but tilt her head.
You know, Liang Jingyi's taste in movies is definitely different from hers. In other words, Liang Youwei probably wouldn't understand what Liang Jingyi wants to watch. But she doesn't want to constantly expose her "superficial" and "boring" side to him.
"It just suddenly occurred to me. Do you just want to see it or not?"
"Now that we've come to this, would you be happy if I shook my head?" Liang Youwei sighed, took her arm, and pulled her towards the projection room. "What are we going to watch?"
Liang Jingyi turned his eyes and asked tentatively: "Have you seen "The Young Lady"?"
"'Miss'?" she repeated subconsciously. After searching her brain to no avail, she shook her head, "No. What a strange name."
As if relieved, Liang Jingyi breathed slowly: "Then let's watch it together. I haven't seen the whole thing either."
"Then I'll ask Aunt Gu to prepare some popcorn, right? And some cola or something. You'll need snacks when watching a movie..." She was about to turn around when Liang Jingyi pulled her back: "No need. I've prepared some snacks."
Liang Youwei: “Hmm?”
She looked at her other palm curiously, which was empty.
Liang Jingyi took out a few lollipops from his pocket in a serious tone.
...That's fine. Liang Youwei sighed helplessly and agreed.
"The Handmaiden" is a Korean movie with some Japanese elements.
Liang Youwei couldn't stop talking while watching something. Ten minutes into the movie, she naturally took a lollipop from the person next to her, picked out a peach flavored one, tore open the wrapper in no time, put the lollipop in her mouth, put the bright candy wrapper in her pocket, and stared at the subtitles.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the tone of the movie was very dark and cold, like one of those particularly profound literary and artistic films that was specifically designed to win awards.
This guess was a bit boring to her, so she turned to look at the person next to her. However, Liang Jingyi was very quiet, with calm and dark pupils, always looking at the huge movie screen.
Liang Youwei opened her mouth, then closed it and turned her head back silently.
The colors gradually brightened.
The scene is a maid helping the young lady take a bath and then grinding her teeth.
Liang Youwei felt strange. If it was just teeth grinding, why did they film her mouth, fingers, and eyes? The camera kept switching, hazy and blurry, as if from the maid's perspective. Puzzled, she leaned forward slightly, and the next moment, the camera swept to an unspeakable place.
Liang Youwei opened her eyes wide.
What’s going on?
She was stunned, not daring to look. She turned her head away almost uncontrollably, pulled Liang Jingyi's hand, and whispered, "Jingyi?"
Her Jingyi said nothing and shook hands silently.
For some unknown reason, Liang Youwei blushed silently in the dark and continued to look away, but she stopped eating the lollipop.
The narrative rhythm of the film is very comfortable and not tiring to watch. Although the amount of information is large, it is easy to accept and understand at a glance.
As they watched, Liang Youwei began to understand Liang Jingyi's intention in dragging her to see the film. This was a lesbian film, and it was indeed suitable for the two of them.
However, will the maid's "deception" and "exploitation" of the mistress be exposed? Film and television works are all about contradictions and conflicts. That Count should be the flashpoint, right? He's so disgusting, and so pretentious...
Liang Youwei gradually became immersed in the work and focused on it.
However, when the lollipop in the movie was peeled off and the two faintly trembling lips touched each other, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Plop, plop, plop.
Is the young lady seducing Suk-hee? The young lady loves Suk-hee, right? But Suk-hee deceived her. She came here only to form an alliance with the Count, send the young lady to a mental hospital, and defraud her of her wealth. But what is equally painful is that Suk-hee also loves the young lady.
Such impure love. Love is not complete, and hate is not thorough either.
Liang Youwei frowned and felt worried.
At the same time, the film's sexual content was becoming increasingly explicit. Liang Youwei had rarely read even erotica, let alone this level of intimacy.
When the camera moved to the actress' waist, Liang Youwei stopped looking.
She averted her gaze, pursed her thin pink lips tightly, and complained in a whisper: "This is too much. There are obviously better ways to handle the film. Why do they have to use these actresses to appear in the film? They will definitely become perverted gossip..."
Liang Youwei acknowledges her limited knowledge, but she absolutely disagrees with the idea of "dedicating oneself to art." Does art necessarily have to be sexual? Shouldn't the nobility of art lie in its spiritual will? So, can't you make a good film without taking off your clothes? Why don't you look for your own reasons?
It's vulgar, so what? It's not glorious or righteous.
She was a little angry, thinking it was the director's fault. But before she could finish her words, her chin was gently pinched and deflected. The next moment, a peach kiss landed silently, coming towards her, making it impossible to avoid.
Liang Youwei subconsciously shrugged her shoulders slightly, placed her fingers on her forearm, and increased the strength of the kiss as the depth of the kiss deepened.
"Jingyi," she finally managed to breathe, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly, her momentum plummeting: "Are you even listening to me..."
Liang Jingyi pinched her ear and whispered, "I heard it. Let's continue watching."
After saying that, she sat up straight and continued watching the movie. She was extremely calm, her emotions under control, and her aggression completely suppressed.
Liang Youwei, who was neither up nor down: ...I can't tolerate you being like this.
She was upset, but helpless.
I finally had the chance to discuss some serious and noteworthy topics with her, but all she had her eyes for was kissing.
speechless.
The movie continues.
The young lady confesses her true feelings to Suk-hee, but Suk-hee must suppress her ego, leading to a conflict between the two. After a brief transition, the young lady accepts the earl's proposal and, along with Suk-hee, the three of them travel to Japan.
What happened next was completely beyond Liang Youwei's expectations.
She thought that the two had reconciled on the way of "escape", but Shuji still colluded with the count and planned to send the young lady to a mental hospital!
Liang Youwei couldn't sit still. Didn't she love her? Then why hurt her? Is money so important? Is it more important than love?
Liang Jingyi pressed her shoulders in time, blocking the doubts she was about to say: "Be good, look first."
The vehicle eventually drove to a mental hospital.
But the one who was locked up was Shuji - she was turned into a lady, and the lady replaced her as a maid, "inherited" the property, and lived a carefree life.
The first part ends with Jin Shuji's scolding, but then it immediately switches to the second part, where Miss Jin's childhood begins.
…
Liang Youwei couldn't remember how many times she had been shocked.
This movie is actually a suspenseful movie with twists and turns? She first thought the young lady was naive, then she thought Suk-hee was naive, but after watching the whole movie, she only thought she was naive.
It turns out that the love between Miss and Shuji is much more passionate and firm than she imagined. They trust each other so much, love each other deeply, and protect each other.
Liang Youwei felt that her tear point was very low.
She would cry when she saw them fighting, running wildly, and hugging each other. Even at the end, when the bright morning sun reflected on their faces and they smiled at each other, Liang Youwei would still cry.
She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice how long Liang Jingyi was staring at her.
She spoke softly, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a soft tissue: "Is this movie good?"
"Beautiful..." Liang Youwei couldn't help sobbing, "It's just too painful. They are all so good..."
"The ending is good in the end." Jingyi softened his voice and comforted.
Liang Youwei was just a spectator, but when bystanders are in pain, it's even harder for those experiencing it firsthand. She said, "But the damage is real. They've suffered a lot, both mentally and physically. The world has been so cruel to them."
Liang Jingyi sighed: "So, this is your impression of the movie?"
A lot of tears.
"No." Her eyes were red for a moment, and Liang Youwei suddenly hugged Liang Jingyi, holding her tightly with both arms, and solemnly promised: "From now on, I will definitely treat you well."
“…Why.” Why did it involve me?
The other party stammered and spoke in a low voice.
"Because I know it's been difficult for you, and you're in a lot of pain. Jingyi and Yixing are so big, with so many people inside, and the situation is so complicated. It's not something that can be handled easily... But you're so stubborn. Even if it means you're dying, you won't say a word to anyone, and you won't bow your head even a little bit. You're hurting yourself, and society is hurting you too. From beginning to end, you've been hurt."
Liang Youwei buried her head in the crook of her neck, not knowing why she was crying. "Jingyi, are you tired? No, I wonder how tired you are... Do you know that not long after the Chinese New Year, you lost a lot of weight again? I took you to eat snacks with great difficulty and made you fat, but now your chin is so pointed and your nose is even straighter..."
Liang Jingyi didn't think it was a big deal. She thought her work was going well after the New Year and was in a good mood. She slowly stroked the woman's hair, leisurely and elegantly: "So, is she beautiful?"
"Hmm?" Liang Youwei's nasal tone was drawn out, revealing her confusion.
"I say - I've lost so much weight, will I be more beautiful?" Liang Jingyi is quite experienced in expanding sentences. She asked calmly, but in her heart, there was an unknown nervousness and anticipation.
Would she think she was incomparably beautiful? Would she think she was the best lover in the world?
Liang Jingyi knew that she was perfect since she was a child, but she just wanted to confirm Liang Youwei's love for her again and again.
"If you get any prettier, you'll turn into a demon." The girl burst into laughter and gently patted her shoulder. "You're already beautiful, why do you need to lose weight? You're beautiful when you're thin, and you're beautiful when you're fat. As long as you're you, you're beautiful no matter what."
Liang Youwei is a firm believer in looks. Without knowing a person's character, she will assume that a pretty face has a kind soul, and then she will involuntarily treat them gently and support them unconditionally.
However, Liang Jingyi's situation was more special. People are naturally biased, and they will infinitely beautify the other person's words and deeds, and find the most appropriate excuses for them.
Liang Youwei said she would love, and that meant love for a lifetime, and it would never change.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Liang Jingyi raised the corner of his mouth and said something rather sourly: "I thought you would say that every girl is beautiful. Aren't you usually the best at coaxing people?"
I wish I could save all sentient beings and give everyone a home.
A certain saint spoke softly, her breath spraying on the side of her neck, tickling her heart with warmth: "Aesthetics is subjective. Anyway, I just think my sweetheart is the most beautiful."
Despite being mentally prepared, Liang Jingyi was still attacked by the sugar-coated bullets she blurted out because it was not enough. She was very soft-hearted, but she didn't dare to show too much and let her be proud, so she simply straightened up a little.
Liang Youwei uttered a bewildered sigh: "Why is it like this all of a sudden? I haven't hugged you enough--"
This time, before she could finish her words, the person next to her held her cheeks with both hands and began to kiss her gently.
Liang Jingyi was in a particularly good mood, so he wanted to give full play to his creativity and started to do something fancy again.
Specifically, she would say something every time she kissed him.
"おひめさま."
Suddenly, it landed on the forehead.
"."
Two times, landing on the eyebrows.
"Prinzessin."
Three times, landing at the corner of the eye.
"princess."
Four times, it landed on the tip of the nose.
…
The scene was dazzling and bizarre. Liang Youwei felt as if she had been immersed in a honey pot. The air became exceptionally sweet, and her scent filled her nostrils. She couldn't understand what Liang Jingyi was muttering, but she really liked the tone and intonation of Liang Jingyi at this moment.
It feels like a dream, dizzy and fragrant.
She didn't know how many times she'd been kissed, her tears almost dried by it, when he finally spoke Chinese, a language she could understand. During the movie's ending theme song, she spoke each word with a lingering affection, her peripheral vision filled with the past, and a final kiss fell on his lips, cherishing and gentle.
"My little princess."
How could I like you so much?
At this moment, the movie stopped playing completely. The private theater was very quiet. Only the sound of kissing and whispers could be heard.
Liang Youwei's face was flushed, her eyes half-closed and half-open, filled with watery tenderness, like the gorgeous clouds after being drunk. Even with her eyes closed, that beautiful face still swayed in her mind. Liang Jingyi's heart beat like a drum, and the kiss became deeper and deeper.
They were so engrossed that they didn't even notice any movement that shouldn't have happened.
The cinema door, which was originally closed, was pushed open.
The tall man had a gloomy expression on his face.
The storm is coming.
【Author’s words】
Too much joy turns to sorrow, poor couple (sigh)
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