memorable
In April, the rain drizzled outside the window of Haicheng.
A gentle breeze carried the first raindrops, which pattered against the glass, forming several streams that slid down slowly, reflecting a blurry outline.
Her eyes were slightly lowered, her face expressionless, but she was tightly gripping her phone in her hand, which was pressed against her ear.
"Qiaoqiao, I'll pick you up tomorrow night."
The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and carried a hint of doting affection.
It seemed as if they couldn't hear the response from this side; even their shallow breathing was barely audible.
The voice became slightly stern: "Qiaoqiao, what? You don't want to?"
Qiao Yu pursed her lips tightly, and after a long while, she smiled with a frown, but there was a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.
"No, I appreciate Mr. Gu's kindness, but... it's not appropriate?"
"Is it because it's inappropriate... or because you're unwilling?"
"It wouldn't be good to be misunderstood."
The other party gave a deep chuckle, "Misunderstanding? Are you worried about others misunderstanding, or do you not want me to misunderstand?"
Qiao Yu lowered her eyes and remained silent.
The man's voice grew colder and harsher: "Qiaoqiao, I'm not satisfied with your recent behavior. Behave yourself..."
Be good...
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yu's indifferent expression crumbled inch by inch, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
What was being said on the other end of the phone was no longer being listened to by Qiao Yu; she simply looked up at the gray sky.
After a long pause, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and replied, "Mr. Gu, I appreciate your kindness, goodbye!"
Qiao Yu hung up the phone and turned to go back to the living room.
A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the dark hair that draped over her shoulders.
Colorful paper airplanes burst into the French-style buttery interior, and with the gust of wind, they tumbled and swirled in the air like waves.
Qiao Yu nestled back into the cream-colored sofa, tilting her head back. Her thick eyelashes fluttered, revealing a hint of helplessness, and the still-swaying paper airplane was reflected in her amber pupils.
From not far away came the voice of her best friend and agent, Yang Yu, "Qiao Qiao, what did that guy surnamed Gu say?"
Qiao Yu remained motionless, only blinking and stammering, "He said... he's coming to pick me up so we can go together."
Yang Yu hummed softly and handed the water glass in her hand to Qiao Yu: "Drink some water to soothe your throat first."
Qiao Yu then moved and took the cream-colored mug. The warm touch spread through her hands. She held the mug with both hands and took small sips of water.
In Yang Yu's opinion, Qiao Yu had shed some of the aloofness she had in college and gained a more alluring charm. Her fair skin was framed by a pair of amber eyes, and a small mole at the corner of her eye was quite captivating.
Her long, slightly wavy hair wasn't pure black; it had a hint of brown.
Hong Qi's saying about nourishing people is absolutely true; Qiao Yu has become more and more beautiful in recent years.
Qiao Yu is kind-hearted, beautiful, and can act and sing. No wonder Gu Yun Shen is attracted to her and wants to keep her by his side.
But Qiao Qiao's thoughts were not something Gu Yun Shen could control; deep down, there was someone who always lived in her heart.
Yang Yu sighed softly and turned to walk towards the study, muttering to herself as she went, "He's got ulterior motives. Going to the US together, what will the entertainment reporters write about it? 'Pure young actress Qiao Yu and the big boss spending 10 hours together on a private jet,' can anyone believe that?"
"He did it on purpose, wanting the fans to misunderstand you, so he could keep you firmly in his grasp... Fortunately, there are still three months left on the contract, and you're finally about to see the light at the end of the tunnel."
As Qiao Yu listened to her rambling, her indifferent expression gradually softened.
Isn't she obedient enough?
That's good enough.
She accompanied him to banquets and drinking parties, even if she didn't drink. As for resources, Gu Yun Shen did indeed give her good resources, one as an artist and the other as a boss. But should she be expected to be obedient for all of this?
His demands on her seemed to be increasing, and were about to cross a certain line.
I thought he was a god, but it turns out that beneath his benevolent exterior he was just an ugly and despicable person.
If it weren't for that snowy night three years ago when he saved her, her gratitude would have been met with him putting her in shackles.
The last three months...
Yang Yu returned with a piece of paper in his hand, its contents written in black and white. Qiao Yu's thoughts were pulled back, and her heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
She knew what it was.
The winners of the M Country Golden Film Awards.
Every year, the names she looked forward to seeing would appear on the list.
Qiao Yu took it and saw the three words in a familiar spot.
Lingchuan also.
Last year, Gu Yunshen sent her into the film industry, where she played the second female lead in Director Yu's film, portraying a deaf-mute girl named Ya Mei.
The film has no dialogue from beginning to end. Through her expressions and sign language, she vividly portrays the helplessness of someone who tries to live a positive and optimistic life but is driven to despair by life.
He and the beautiful heroine Ya Ya navigate the turbulent waters of the casino, carving out their own path to success.
Her superb performance and fluency in sign language impressed the audience.
Now her name appears on the same page as his; she has been nominated for Best Supporting Actress at the Golden Globe Awards.
"Xiaoyu, change the tickets, let's fly to the M country earlier."
......
Country M.
As the midnight bells rang, the city lights across the river shone brightly, the outlines of skyscrapers clearly visible under the lights, and the shimmering neon lights looked like stars fallen to earth.
A river breeze blows, carrying a slight chill.
"The house arrangements are all set. When do you plan to come back?" The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and gentlemanly.
Upon hearing this, Ling Chuan also lowered his eyes to look at the list of nominees for the Golden Film Awards in his hand.
His deep gaze fell on those two words, a playful smile playing on his lips. He picked up a glass of whiskey and downed the last bit of whiskey in it.
He slowly spoke, "Soon."
The other end chuckled: "Soon? What... are you really planning to come back hand in hand with her? To cause a sensation in the Chinese entertainment industry?"
"Get lost...she won't."
"No way? That's true. Not just anyone can be a pure and innocent young lady. That guy surnamed Gu is keeping a close eye on her. I just got the news that the little girl bought a plane ticket and ran away overnight."
Ling Chuan's face fell instantly. He turned around, leaned casually against the wall, his eyes deep and cold, and replied with a faint "hmm" before hanging up the phone.
.
On the day of the Golden Film Awards ceremony.
Several trending topics have caused chaos in the Chinese entertainment industry.
......
7. Gu Yun Shen finds a new love.
8. Qiao Yu became a discarded wife.
In everyone's eyes, Qiao Yu has always been Gu Yun Shen's foil. When Gu Yun Shen was at the height of his power, he only allowed Qiao Yu to stay by his side.
It has made many people envious.
It has now been revealed that Gu Yun Shen has found a new love and traveled to Country M with a young actress from his company on a private jet.
Qiao Yu was putting on makeup when she saw the message.
Bright red lip gloss was slowly applied to her pink lips, which were slightly pursed, making her look radiant and beautiful.
She scanned the text on her phone at a glance, her red lips curving into a stiff, slight smile.
He asked Yang Yu, who was already swearing, "Can't you suppress it?"
Yang Yu frowned: "Yes, Qiao Qiao, have we offended someone?"
Qiao Yu understood; it must have been at Gu Yunshen's behest.
With a twirl of her slender fingers, she brought the phone back to her palm and looked up at herself in the mirror.
Fair skin and bright red lips, so ugly, completely unsuitable.
"I'll wipe it off and change to a nude color."
......
When Qiao Yu finished getting ready to go out, her assistant Xi Da hurriedly draped a down coat over her shoulders and grabbed a cashmere shawl.
Who would have thought the weather here would be like this, with snow still falling in April?
The snow wasn't heavy, but it was strangely cold.
Qiao Yu was afraid of the cold, and she could see that a layer of fine goosebumps had appeared on her arms.
But her red carpet look tonight was planned in advance; thin straps draped gently over her snow-white shoulders, like two silver threads, delicate and exquisite.
The fitted white silk gown, as she moved, created a play of light and shadow on its surface, like a flowing galaxy, captivating all who looked at her.
As night falls, this "city that never sleeps" begins its bustling and noisy life.
The Alphard van drove along the bustling streets, entering this vibrant neighborhood.
The surroundings were getting more and more lively. As they were about to reach the venue, Yang Yu turned to her and reminded her, "Qiao Qiao, be careful and don't push yourself too hard."
Qiao Yu's calm eyes reflected the dazzling neon lights of this city that never sleeps, and she responded softly.
Xida and Yang Yu looked at each other for a few seconds, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
As the electric car door opened with a sensor, white stilettos emerged, stepping into the fine snowflakes, and then the snow-white long skirt slid down from the knees to the ankles.
After Qiao Yu stood still, she was led by staff to the red carpet. The cold and nervousness made her subconsciously clench the hem of her dress.
Looking up, one sees layers upon layers of people on both sides of the red carpet, with flashes of light from cameras twinkling like stars.
A few snowflakes landed on her tall, black hair, feeling a slight chill.
A faint blush rose to her cheeks. She took a deep breath to calm herself, straightened her back, and walked forward with a confident smile.
She smiled and nodded, then walked gracefully towards him.
When she first entered the film industry, not many people knew her, especially her Asian face.
In just a few minutes, she exchanged smiles with some faces she had only seen on screen, which served as a greeting.
Then, urged by the staff, they stepped onto the stairs together.
The snow behind me seemed to have gotten heavier, falling softly.
A sudden burst of gasps erupted from the crowd as staff began clearing the area. How many people in this circle receive such treatment as having the red carpet cleared for them?
All eyes were focused on the entrance, a mixture of anticipation, envy, and jealousy.
Standing on the steps, Qiao Yu naturally turned around and looked back with the flow of people.
When the familiar figure came into view, Qiao Yu was slightly taken aback.
The man wore a well-tailored black suit, the slim fit of which perfectly accentuated his tall and upright figure.
His meticulously styled hair, with a few stray strands falling casually across his forehead, added a touch of untamed charm to his appearance.
Countless flashes went off wildly, but he seemed to be used to such scenes. He remained unhurried, occasionally pausing to cooperate with the photographers, slightly turning his body and changing his poses, exuding superstar charisma in every gesture.
He wore a nonchalant, playful smile, occasionally glancing around.
In a moment of inattention, their eyes met amidst the countless flashes of light.
She stood tall on the steps in a white dress, her figure slender and graceful. She turned slightly to the side, and snowflakes fluttered down, becoming her backdrop.
He stood far away on the red carpet, dressed in a black suit.
As the snowflakes drifted down before our eyes, our gazes met.
Ling Chuan smiled and nodded slightly, eliciting screams from fans, whose shouts almost drowned out the entire red carpet.
......
When the host announced the winner of the Golden Film Award for Best Supporting Actress, Qiao Yu was excited, but it was a pity that it wasn't her. As a newcomer to the film industry, she was already very satisfied with being nominated.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Qiao Yu slowly dried her hands, and at that moment, her phone in her bag on the sink began to vibrate.
She answered the phone.
"Qiao Yu, where did you go when you weren't at the venue?"
It was Gu Yun Shen who contacted her.
Qiao Yu answered the phone, picked up her bag, pushed open the door, and went out.
Under the dim light, one side was a walkway leading to the venue, and she didn't know what was on the other side, but she had already started walking towards it without hesitation.
"Mr. Gu, I'm tired, I'll head back now..."
“Qiao Yu...”
Qiao Yu didn't listen anymore and hung up the phone directly. Gu Yunshen's care for her was like a shackle. Although it hadn't gone too far, it still made it hard for her to breathe.
She knew that as long as Gu Yun Shen made a few inquiries, he would know that she was coming this way, so she had to hurry.
In the dimly lit corridor, high heels quickened their pace as Qiao Yu dialed Yang Yu's number on her phone.
The beeping echoed sharply in the quiet corridor...
As she reached the fork in the road, Qiao Yu caught a glimpse of two figures in the other corridor. She looked over instinctively and suddenly stopped in her tracks.
One person stood in the middle of the aisle, smoking and talking, while another leaned against the wall. Both of them looked over at the same time.
One was surprised, the other... indifferent.
"Damn...this isn't..."
The person stopped her from speaking further, his gaze shifting back and forth between her and Ling Chuan.
A few seconds later, Ling Chuan also raised his hand and lazily moved his fingers a couple of times. The man, sensing the situation, jogged away.
He immediately stood up straight and tilted his head to look at her.
It exudes a noble air with a touch of languid nonchalance.
Five years have passed since we last met. In these five years, I have only seen this once-familiar face on the screen.
Clearly, he still remembered her, but the look in his eyes was no longer as intense as it had been five years ago.
Indifference, detachment, even surprise.
Qiao Yu looked past him and saw the names marked on the doors behind him, realizing that this was the VIP lounge.
Only someone of his stature can enjoy a private lounge.
A barely perceptible smile curved Qiao Yu's lips as she inwardly mocked herself: one was fleeing here, while the other was enjoying himself.
After a brief internal struggle, she quietly turned on the dark carpet in her white stilettos and walked towards Ling Chuan.
The overhead light, a warm orange hue, cast their shadows closer and closer, almost intertwining.
The familiar scent emanating from the man gradually lingered around his nose, and his thoughts instantly drifted back to the past.
Five years ago, it was just a hair's breadth away...
The first flutter of the heart in life, before we even had a chance to be brave, has already faded into the distance.
Seemingly surprised by her reaction, Ling Chuan frowned slightly and moved his body towards her side.
Qiao Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her eyes to try her best to hide the turmoil in her heart.
A dark tie that had fallen to the ground unexpectedly caught my eye.
It was his tie.
She walked up to Ling Chuan and stopped, bent down to pick it up, and felt the delicate texture slide across her fingertips. Something seemed to silently slip through her heart as well.
Feeling down.
After a two-second silence, the dark tie slowly unfolded in her fair hand. Qiao Yu looked up, her gaze moving slowly upwards along his full, slightly moving Adam's apple, meeting his deep, unfathomable eyes.
There were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand.
Doubt, inquiry, even surprise.
There was not a trace of joy.
On screen, he always had a cool and aloof demeanor, and she always felt that he was a stranger to her.
Now, standing right in front of me, it's still that same person, a familiar face, a familiar aura, and the sense of unfamiliarity seems to have lessened.
But after five years, he seemed to have changed.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Ling Chuan also opened and closed his lips, slowly uttering a few words, his voice slightly hoarse.
His voice was as pleasant as ever, mellow and magnetic.
His simple four words were like a pebble thrown into Qiao Yu's long-calm heart.
Perhaps, it has never been peaceful.
Qiao Yu's forehead twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by the silence of the past five years.
She merely curved her lips into a slight smile, silently shifting the direction of the tie in her hand, her slender fingers wrapping it around the dark tie in circles.
Under Ling Chuan's slightly surprised gaze, the hand wrapped in the tie slowly moved to the collar of the black suit.
Qiao Yu took a deep breath unconsciously, smiled gently, and said, "Teacher Ling, would you like to sit in your lounge?"
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