Chapter 482 Return, All Is Well
Qi Mingxuan did not expect Yu Changze to make such a request.
Although she knows a little about oil painting, she hasn't touched it for many years, and to be honest, she's not very confident.
"Are hand doubles required to join the filming crew?" she asked.
"Normally, hand doubles are part of the filming crew. Of course, they don't need to be on set all day like the actors, and their time spent on filming is relatively short."
Yu Changze looked at her, probably noticing her concerns, and said, "However, we can also shoot separately. If you don't like going to the film set, we can arrange a place separately, and I will be in charge of filming."
That doesn't seem too complicated.
Moreover, she didn't seem to mind.
As Song Wenyuan once said, one should be proactive and courageous in trying things that interest them.
Qi Mingxuan looked at Yu Changze and asked, "You really approve of my painting skills?"
Yu Changze's thin lips curled slightly. "Do you know why I scrapped my previous script and rewrote this story?"
Qi Mingxuan pursed her lips, looked at him without saying a word.
Actually, she probably guessed it.
"This story came into being because I met you."
Yu Changze's voice is as deep and melodious as a cello.
His gaze toward Qi Mingxuan was gentle and sincere.
That year, Qi Mingxuan was 34 years old when she met Yu Changze, who was 29 years old.
At first, she thought it was just a chance encounter between kindred spirits born from art...
Qi Mingxuan accepted Yu Changze's invitation to participate in the filming of the painting scene.
Han Mingyu witnessed all of this.
The moment Qi Mingxuan agreed to Yu Changze's request, a very strong premonition surged in his heart.
He knew that this man named Yu Changze was a man of great talent and had a premonition that Yu Changze could bring Qi Mingxuan a completely new life.
At that moment, Han Mingyu knew it was time for him to leave.
Han Mingyu slowly stood up, leaning on his cane, and bowed as he said goodbye to Tang Wei.
Tang Wei waved to him, then got up and walked towards Qi Mingxuan and the others.
Unbeknownst to her, the 'old man' behind her was bowing his head, silently shedding tears, walking with extreme slowness and difficulty, one step at a time.
The wind on the lake blew against the old tree, rustling the leaves and masking the sound of the 'old man's' departing footsteps.
In this life, he did not live to see himself and Qi Mingxuan grow old together. Instead, without Qi Mingxuan's knowledge, he quietly withdrew from her life in his twilight years.
He thought this was the last bit of dignity he could leave between them.
...
"Oh dear, our Director Yu is so eloquent! He managed to win over Miss Qi with just a few words for her screen debut!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Mingxuan looked at Tang Wei, her gaze sweeping over the long wicker chair under the old tree. "Has that old gentleman left?"
“Yes!” Tang Wei walked over and said with a smile, “That old gentleman was sitting there all alone, and I thought he looked a bit lonely and pitiful, so I went over to chat with him. He said his family is all in France, and he comes here for vacation every now and then. I guess he doesn’t get along very well with his family. His eyes looked so sad!”
Qi Mingxuan nodded, showing little interest in the unfamiliar elderly foreigner.
Tang Wei's reminder made Yu Changze remember the issue of copyright fees for the paintings.
"What do you think is a reasonable amount for copyright and intellectual property fees?"
Qi Mingxuan hadn't thought about any of this, but she did plan to hold an art exhibition later.
"I'll keep the copyright; I don't care much about the rest." Qi Mingxuan isn't short of money; she's only participating in the filming out of a sense of passion.
Yu Changze probably understood her aspirations, so when he heard her say that, he just smiled and said he would listen to her.
Qi Mingxuan likes Yu Changze's just-right way of getting along.
Even though this man is 5 years younger than her, she always feels that he is more mature than her when they are together.
She thought it was probably because he was the director.
...
Han Mingyu returned to Mingyuan around midnight the next day.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Han's mother asleep on the sofa.
Han Mingyu changed his shoes, walked to the sofa, bent down and gently patted his mother's arm, "Mom."
Han's mother woke up and, upon seeing Han Mingyu, instantly became fully alert.
"Mingyu, you're back." Han's mother pulled Han Mingyu to sit down beside her, eagerly asking, "How was it? Did you see Xiaoxuan?"
"I saw her." Han Mingyu said in a low voice, "She's doing well. She has a very nice girl by her side taking care of her. Also, she's started painting oil paintings again, and she's gained a little weight compared to before."
Upon hearing this, Han's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "That's wonderful, then you..."
“I didn’t let her know I went to see her. I went to see Dr. Song and I know about her treatment over the past two months.” Han Mingyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and his breathing tightened. “Mom, it’s not that she doesn’t love Xiaobao. She’s been hallucinating for the past two months. She’s been calling out Xiaobao’s name to thin air…”
Han's mother was stunned.
"Mom, I no longer expect her to forgive me..." Han Mingyu raised his hand to cover his eyes, his sobs finally breaking free. "Because I can't forgive myself either. If I had rushed in to save her like I did in my dream, she wouldn't have gotten sick. Mom, it was my arrogance, my prejudice that ruined her..."
Tears streamed down Han's mother's face.
As a woman, she knew how devastating such a thing could be for a woman.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked again." Mother Han raised her hand and gently patted her son's back. "Just consider it fate. It's already a blessing that Xiaoxuan can get better. Mingyu, don't blame yourself too much. You owe Xiaoxuan in this life, save up to repay her in the next life."
Han Mingyu sobbed uncontrollably, "Mom, will I be able to meet Xiaoxuan again in my next life?"
Han's mother did not speak.
The idea of past lives and present lives is just self-comfort.
The truth is, there are many people in life who, once missed, are gone forever.
Whether it's 'regret for what you did' or 'fate playing tricks on you,' in the end, it can't overcome the word 'destiny.'
Those who are destined to be together will eventually reunite and have a perfect reunion, even if they waste half their lives.
Those who are not meant to be together, even if they are entangled for half their lives, will ultimately end in regret.
...
Two months later, early summer arrived in the northern part of the city.
Little Hanxi is five months old.
As usual, Han Mingyu and his mother accompanied her to the medical check-up.
Little Hanxi was raised to be chubby and fair-skinned. Before going out, Han's mother dressed her up specially, making her look like a pretty doll in pink.
Han Mingyu held him in his arms, and wherever he went, he attracted 100% attention.
Before coming, Han Mingyu had told Ji Lin that he could just go directly to the pediatrics department.
Ji Lin was already waiting for them in the pediatrics department.
Upon arrival, Ji Lin took them directly to the head of the pediatrics department.
Everything was within the normal range, except that the weight was slightly overweight.
"The median weight for a baby girl of this age is 7.3 kg. Xiao Hanxi is currently 8.5 kg, which is a little bit heavy, but it doesn't have a big impact. Her height is also above average, which is related to her parents' genes."
The director said with a smile, "Among premature babies, little Han Xi is quite a miracle baby. Mr. Han must feel very accomplished as a new father, right?"
Han Mingyu does feel a great sense of accomplishment.
Little Hanxi's chubby figure is all thanks to him feeding her bottle after bottle of milk.
He wondered if Qi Mingxuan would feel a little comforted if she came back to see the baby, who was so healthy and adorable.
...
As they left the pediatric ward, Ji Lin called out to Han Mingyu, "Xiao Xuan came back yesterday."
Upon hearing this, both Han Mingyu and his mother were taken aback.
Ji Lin said, "She came back this time to participate in a movie recording, and she probably won't be leaving again for a while."
Han Mingyu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he was so nervous that he could hardly speak. "Did she say she wanted to see the children?"
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