Chapter 57 If you haven’t chosen a good home in this half, choose carefully in the second half.
So that night, Sasa took Zhou Chengyuan home on the subway to get clothes. Both of them were sweating all over during the journey. When she glanced to the side while crossing the street, she felt heat rising in her eyes. The misty feeling made her think she was standing in a dream, but when she thought about the fact that there was such a man standing there in her dream, her strong and restless territorial consciousness forced her to wake up again.
After arriving home, Zhou Chengyuan went into the bathroom. When he came out, Sasa was already refreshed by the air conditioner and was waiting to unwrap the cake.
She actually heard the voice, but was too lazy to turn around and look at him. Right now, all she wanted was to finish the cake before midnight. Paris Baguette was her favorite a few years ago. During treatment, she and Tingting had said that she was a glutton, and her biggest glutton was Paris Baguette's chocolate buns. At the very least, she could eat five in one sitting. Sasa was so moved as she unpacked the box that Tingting still remembers it.
After the cake was unpacked, Sasa's hair fell down. She stretched out a finger and pushed her hair back.
After standing for a few seconds, Zhou Chengyuan found that Sasa didn't look at him. Thinking that she didn't know he came out, he called her "sister" first.
Sasa finally turned her head. She was already thin, and the lock of hair beside her face seemed to outline her features, making her look even thinner, with a noticeable abnormality in her jawline. When Zhou Chengyuan was renovating his house, the lighting was perfect for taking photos. However, he lived alone all year round and didn't see any guests at night. This was the first time he realized how beautiful the lighting in his house looked on other people's faces.
Of course, now is not the time to be crazy.
Sasa thought he was going to ask where his clothes were, but when she turned around and saw him standing there stupidly, she pointed directly to the next room. "Your clothes are still there. Just close the door for me after you get them out."
But Zhou Chengyuan didn't actually mean this. He came out of the bathroom and turned around to see a terrifying reflection of himself in the mirror on the "stage." The lines on his face were distorted, and he looked a little scary. Zhou Chengyuan scratched his head and said, "Sister, can I take off my makeup at your house? The makeup on my face is almost stiff."
"Can't you just go home and unload it? It only takes 20 minutes for you to get a taxi home?" Sasa asked
Zhou Chengyuan held out his phone and began to show Sasa the route on the taxi app. "Sister, I moved to Tongzhou. It takes 40 to 50 minutes to get home. And sister, if you don't take good care of your skin once, you'll need to use it ten times to save it."
He kept calling her "sister" in a serious tone, as if he was about to blame her with, "Sister, I haven't taken off my makeup until now because I'm waiting for you." Sasa turned around now, her eyes only on the small cake in front of her. She didn't have the time to argue with him. As she put candles on the cake, she pointed to a row of boxes by the wall at the door and said to Zhou Chengyuan, "The makeup remover is finished. You need to open it in there. If you're not in a hurry, open them one by one and use them as soon as you open them."
Zhou Chengyuan walked to the door and looked at at least ten express boxes. He complained in his heart how could a woman bear to not open any of the express boxes on the floor. He stood at the door, raised his hand to touch the door frame, and finally took out a small wallpaper knife. This was something he forgot to take away. Zhou Chengyuan thought about putting the knife away after unpacking it. He was still thinking about what else he hadn't taken away from the house. This time he would take them all away. The odds and ends flashed through his mind one by one. Before he finished thinking about it, his stomach rumbled, but Sasa was still unpacking the candles. He didn't know if he really didn't hear it or was pretending not to hear it.
He caught a glimpse of the other person putting up a candle, then jumped up and ran to the bathroom. After coming out, he quickly turned off the lights without saying hello to Zhou Chengyuan.
Before Zhou Chengyuan had time to adapt to the sudden darkness, he was cut on his finger by the knife used to open the package, and he subconsciously let out a sound.
Sasa said "hush" forcefully and turned on the lighter to light the candle. Zhou Chengyuan immediately held back his anger. He looked in Sasa's direction aggrievedly like a puppy. She crossed her hands, which flickered in the flickering firelight, and clenched her fists, then... made a wish?
Blood was dripping from his hands, but he didn't dare to speak or stand up. Zhou Chengyuan was completely petrified in this small room. He didn't dare to move for fear of splashing blood on the wall. After all, this was his home. Zhou Chengyuan was really frustrated tonight.
After Sasa made a wish and turned on the light, Zhou Chengyuan also took out the makeup remover cream with his bloody hands, but Sasa didn't see that his hand was scratched and treated him as invisible throughout the whole process. After entering the bathroom, he could only wash his face with one hand, and his speed was slower than a donkey pulling a mill.
Sasa knocked on the door outside. "Do you still want to go home today?"
Zhou Chengyuan looked at himself in the mirror with his face covered in makeup remover oil, and thought to himself, I really have to endure a lot of hardships to see you today. I waited outside for half the night, and when I got home I was scratched and bleeding, and now I am being urged to go.
Zhou Chengyuan was unexpectedly irritated. He quickly opened the door and looked at Sasa outside. He then stretched out his injured hand. After being washed by the water, only a miserable wound with flesh turned outwards was left, faintly bleeding. "Sister, I haven't eaten yet, and now I'm losing blood again. I'm going to faint."
Sasa said, "Then hurry up and leave. There's nothing to eat at home."
Zhou Chengyuan glanced at the cake reluctantly. Sasa noticed it, but she turned sideways to block the cake. This action seemed too forceful no matter how you looked at it. But she said naturally, "Be careful on the way back."
Zhou Chengyuan didn't say anything and quickly went to the next room to find his clothes.
As soon as the door rang as he left, Sasa immediately went into the bathroom and put on very detailed makeup for herself. When it came to the unfamiliar truncated eye makeup part, Sasa even opened Bilibili. Her phone was leaning against the sink, and WeChat messages kept ringing, but she didn't even look at them. Her hands were still clumsily following the tutorial.
It was already one o'clock when they finished. Sasa turned on all the lights and sat back in front of the coffee table in the living room. This time, she put three candles on the cake.
Yes, today is her birthday, and Sasa has also turned thirty.
When she was a child, she had too many unfashionable fantasies about turning thirty. She fantasized that she would have entered the upper class on her own at the age of thirty, could drive a Ferrari and buy everything she liked. However, when she was twenty-nine, she found that family affairs were becoming more and more outrageous. She had to exchange resources with her young children for a house, and even had a friendly "falling out" with her date on the last night because of her "disobedience".
At first I thought it was miserable, but after listing it in detail in my mind, Sasa suddenly found it quite interesting. Even if I couldn't win the first place, it would be worthwhile to compete for a drama story.
This time, Sasa's wish was just a simple one, hoping to buy a house in the new year.
After making her wish, she held up the cake and began taking selfies. Only after the selfies were over did she finally pick up the cake. She recalled her teenage years watching Cardcaptor Sakura. Every time Kelu ate cake, she'd bury her face in it. She'd seriously bought a piece, wanting to try it, but her mother said it was unladylike and forced her to finish a piece in half an hour. At thirty, she could decide how to eat cake. Without hesitation, she lowered her head, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and took a big bite. Sure enough, the cake stained her chin and the tip of her nose. But after finishing, she felt deeply satisfied.
Chen Su, you are thirty years old now. Actually, you have only barely passed the passing line in everything. But just now, you have controlled a small part of your childhood life.
The phone on the coffee table vibrated again, and she finally picked it up.
"Looking back, you and I have actually been to the most cities together. Back then, we hadn't even graduated from university yet, and we were traveling on a budget together, going to South Korea, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Guangzhou, Wenzhou, and Hokkaido. While skiing, you suddenly wanted to find a Japanese husband because you wanted to compete with him to see who was the real warrior. After seeing female celebrities getting divorced after having children, you wanted to find a husband who could be a good father. Later, when you interviewed a scumbag celebrity, you mentioned freezing your eggs. But thinking back, I realized we were too young back then, and it was too early to talk about freezing eggs and husbands. But today is a good day. Turning 30 means a new journey has begun. You can start living your life." Forget all those unrealistic dreams you've had. In your dreams, you envision a family, a responsible father, even healthy eggs after a selection process. More concretely, I imagine you want a sunny home with plenty of arrowroots, a large pot of bird of paradise, and a desk perfect for writing. You'll eat whole wheat and fried eggs on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and Chinese breakfast on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. You also hope your partner will understand your occasional sarcasm, indecency, and pettiness, and that you can waste time gossiping over breakfast together. You'll definitely have all of these. If you didn't choose the right home in the first half of the race, you can choose well in this phase. Happy birthday to you.
Sasa felt like crying when she saw the line “You didn’t choose a good home in the first half of the race, but you can choose a good one in this stage.”
She felt her nose was stuffy, but she was afraid that sobbing would make the empty house seem even lonelier, so she buried her head in the cake and took another bite. Her makeup was definitely smudged. She turned her head and saw her face covered in cream in the mirror. She smiled at the mirror and wanted to say a lot to Sun Ziyi, but after thinking it over, she only sent a message: "You are worthy of being a screenwriter. But I can share my birthday dream with you. I wish you and Xu Zecheng a happy marriage."
Sun Ziyi replied with a bunch of hahahahaha, and finally said, "No, the wish you make for me can only be to become a famous screenwriter. I am a career woman!"
Sun Ziyi sent another message: "Did you receive the face cream I sent you? It should have arrived several days ago."
Sasa held her phone and went to look for the parcels that Zhou Chengyuan had unpacked. Finally, she found two bottles of Orlane facial cream, which were not cheap either.
Sasa took a photo and went over to tell Sun Ziyi, "You should return it. I have a lot of unused face creams at home. You are still studying and need money."
Sun Ziyi sent a "joke" emoji, and then quickly sent a message: "I'm with a rich man, okay? Even if you look down on me, you have to respect Xu Zecheng."
Sasa was made to laugh and cry by her joke, and in the end she could only say "morality".
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Sun Ziyi felt uncomfortable for several days after meeting with the people from the platform. She kept remembering what they said, that there was a difference of at least 240,000 yuan between the price the platform gave for the script and the actual price she received.
For her, this is not a simple "matching" problem. The saddest thing is that producer Sarah is like a guide to her, who once patted her chest and said that she could come to her for anything in Beijing.
She thought she was an idiot, and that the word "idiot" was not enough to describe herself.
Although Sun Ziyi is a dramatic character, she is too straightforward in everything she does and can't hide anything, so she likes and is good at quarreling. This time, being able to remain calm for three days without moving is already a great achievement for her.
Finally, on the fourth day, it rained in Beijing. Sun Ziyi opened her eyes and saw the gloomy sky outside. She could no longer bear it. She had been gloomy since she got up in the morning. She didn't want to talk or eat. When Xu Zecheng asked her why she was in such a bad mood for the tenth time, Sun Ziyi finally decided to put on her clothes and shoes, went to the entrance to draw an umbrella, and turned around to tell Xu Zecheng, "I'm going to meet someone and be back."
Xu Zecheng subconsciously shuddered and chased out into the corridor to ask, "You just said you were meeting someone, right? Not killing someone?"
Sun Ziyi nodded and said yes.
Xu Zecheng glanced at the elevator number and said, "I'm putting on my shoes, don't leave."
He was still afraid that Sun Ziyi would run away, so he kept holding her wrist and squatted down to put on his shoes while steadying her wrist.
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Only after the two of them got into the car and held the steering wheel did Xu Zecheng's heart calm down and he began to ask about the whole story.
Sun Ziyi began to explain that she had written a script, which cost 20,000 yuan per episode. The producer at the time said how difficult it was for her to sell the script, but yesterday she met a producer from another platform and found that the other party's bid was 30,000 yuan. The producer had changed platforms at that time, which meant that the new platform offered a higher price.
Xu Zecheng said "oh" and asked which drama it was.
Sun Ziyi said Jingzhe, but my signature is not on it yet.
Xu Zecheng slapped the steering wheel and cursed.
Sun Ziyi also said that she said at the time that she wanted to commit suicide, saying that without the screenwriter, this thing could not be completed, and then both of us would have no future. At that time, I was like an idiot, and the issue of signature was blurred when we communicated. Now when I think about it, I think I was a big idiot, of course, I was more heartbroken.
Xu Zecheng asked, can I hit him later, is he a man or a woman?
Sun Ziyi said female.
Xu Zecheng said forget it.
Sun Ziyi said, just take me to the cafe, we have an appointment.
Xu Zecheng said that wasn’t possible, he was afraid you would kill her.
Sun Ziyi said no.
"Then I'll sit at the table next to you. It's okay if I don't say anything, right?" Xu Zecheng thought of a solution.
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Sarah didn't know that Sun Ziyi was here to accuse her, so she called Sun Ziyi "dear" and said, "Dear, I heard that you are taking classes at Beijing Film Academy."
Sun Ziyi didn't smile, and asked directly, "Oh, really? Who told you that?"
Sarah's smile froze on her face. She said, "Oh, I forgot who said that."
"These people don't do anything and just chat about what others are doing every day?" Sun Ziyi's attitude was obviously sharp.
Sarah was also a thousand-year-old witch. She could tell that she was not in a good mood and must have something to ask. So she looked her up and down and said, "I ordered an American coffee for you. You love American coffee the most."
Sun Ziyi took a seat and saw the half-filled iced Americano in front of him and moved aside. "I used to like it, but I was too bitter back then. I only drink sweet things now. Give me another one."
Seeing her ordering her to do something, Sarah turned her head, took the candy bag on the table, pulled out a few candies and threw them in front of her. "Why not just add some sugar?"
Sun Ziyi glanced at the pile of sugar. "How can anything with random additions taste good? What do you think of the American way of adding sugar? It's not up to par."
Sarah sat down this time, looking for trouble, and asked directly, "What's wrong? Why are you already talking nonsense before you even sit down?"
Sun Ziyi asked, "Really, Sister Sarah, what does it mean to be so aggressive? What have you been busy with lately?"
Sarah still didn't know what she was going to do. "Working on a new project."
After thinking about it, Sarah specifically said, "With Kuang Meimei and the others, they are very obedient in doing things."
Kuang Meimei is the second batch of screenwriters for Jingzhe, the one whose signature Shen Qingqing saw.
Sun Ziyi screamed, covered his mouth, his face full of surprise.
Then she got to the point. "Why is it Kuang Meimei and the others? The writing of Jingzhe was so bad in the later stages, and netizens are almost scolding them to death." Then Sun Ziyi pretended to think, and exaggeratedly reached out to scratch her head, looking at the ceiling, and finally she looked at Sarah. "I think it must be because~they gave Sister Sarah a very high commission, right?!"
Sarah's expression suddenly changed. "Are you here to pick a fight today?"
Throughout the whole process, Xu Zecheng sat next to him playing with his phone, occasionally looking up at Sun Ziyi. Sun Ziyi smiled coldly and said, "Yes, but I won't hit you. But scolding you is what I have to do today."
Sarah said, "How have I ever wronged you? No one wanted you to be a screenwriter back then. If it weren't for me, who would have asked you to be a screenwriter? You said how badly you ended up doing. You had a fight with Li Bei and a falling out with your screenwriting teacher. Now you can only go to school. There's no other way out."
Sun Ziyi said, "I met the platform producer of Station A a few days ago, and I know everything."
Sarah laughed and said, "So what? Are you going to mess with me? The original contract was signed by you and me, and the copyright is also mine. I am free to decide how much I want to pay you based on the sales price of the script. Legally, I have done nothing wrong to you."
Sun Ziyi said, "I have no manners and I'm a big drama queen. What legal issues do I have to discuss? I'll go to your house and put up a banner. I know where your hometown is. You can also call the police and have me arrested."
Sarah's expression suddenly changed and she said, "It's not decent of you to do this."
Sun Ziyi stood up suddenly, and Xu Zecheng next to him was startled.
"Fuck you! I hate it most when people talk to me about respectability. Li Bei talks about it, and you talk about it too. What the hell is wrong with you? You do such a bad job, and yet you still ask for respectability. You should first do good things to accumulate some virtue for yourselves."
Sarah said, "You really have no qualities. If I hadn't asked you, do you think you could be a screenwriter?"
Sun Ziyi said, "That's what you're saying again. I hate it most when people say that to me. If you hadn't fooled me into becoming a screenwriter, I would be an excellent journalist now, a successful self-media creator, and I wouldn't be living so hard up and having no money to spend."
Sarah sneered, "You think too much. With your personality, you can't do anything right."
Sun Ziyi sneered and hugged his elbows. "Oh, Sister Sarah, now I'm not your hardworking sister anymore?!"
Sarah was momentarily choked.
Sun Ziyi continued. "Do you know what I hate most when people confuse work and relationships? You're using your emotions to bind me to work for you, and you're blaming everything on my own good. I wasn't upset when Jingzhe didn't have my name on it, but when I realized you weren't genuinely doing it for my own good, I felt like my heart had been ripped out."
Sarah asked again: "So what do you want to do? The Jingzhe show is over, what are you looking for to settle with me now?"
"I'm very angry now. Please make up the difference to me immediately, otherwise we'll both be ruined. I'm ruined too, so I'm not afraid of anything."
Sarah also stood up and yelled at her, "Why should I give you money? I bought your script, and it's my business how much I sell it for."
Sun Ziyi suddenly felt a surge of anger in her heart. She stood up suddenly with her American coffee in her hand, and then spilled it all on the ground, splashing on Xu Zecheng who was sitting at the next table. Sarah looked at Xu Zecheng awkwardly, and Xu Zecheng wiped it with a tissue without looking at her.
"The relationship between me and you cannot be compensated by money. Consider this cup of American coffee as if I poured it on you. When you see me again in the future, just pretend you don't know me. When others talk about us, just say that we are just ordinary partners. Don't tell others that we are sisters." Sun Ziyi said.
Sarah was overwhelmed by her sudden sentimentality. "Your reactions are always so strange. You don't seem like someone who lives in real life. You always seem like a dull young man from a TV show."
Sun Ziyi sat down again and said, "Yes, I am like this, and I am not going to change. I am going to get married."
Xu Zecheng looked up at her, then continued to stand aside without moving.
Sarah actually sat down this time, looking at Sun Ziyi with a mocking expression. "Last time I was at the platform for a meeting, I ran into Li Bei. Li Bei told me that you said you were getting married to save face. The girl next to him even accused you of pretending to be pregnant."
Sun Ziyi didn't continue to make up stories as usual this time. Instead, he was suddenly emboldened by the other party. "Not this time, I'm really getting married."
Xu Zecheng, who was sitting at the next table drinking water, suddenly choked and started coughing violently. Sarah couldn't help but look at him twice. He felt it was rude, so he stood up and went to the bathroom.
Sun Ziyi raised his chin to signal Xu Zecheng's departure and told Sarah, "This is my husband."
Sarah glanced at Xu Zecheng, then at her, then turned her head to look at the car keys on Xu Zecheng's desk, looked Sun Ziyi up and down again, and said, "Are you stimulated?"
Sun Ziyi sneered, rolled his eyes, and said, "You look down on people with your eyes."
"Sun Ziyi, are you really that serious? If you're out there, isn't it just about turning a blind eye? Aren't you afraid of making things difficult for me in the future if you make things so awkward with me?"
"I can't close it. Besides, your behavior is so bad, I don't think you can go far. Will you still be on this road in the future?"
Sarah didn't want to argue anymore, so she stood up, took her bag and left.
Sun Ziyi called her, wait a moment.
Sarah turned around again, and Sun Ziyi recited the Alipay account and said, "You come to pay for today's order." Then Sun Ziyi stretched out his hand and pointed to the next table: "You have to pay for my husband's order too."
After saying this, Sun Ziyi picked up the car keys that Xu Zecheng had dropped on the table and left. When he passed by Sarah, he even bumped into her shoulder. It was just like the plot in a TV drama, even his timing and positioning were just right.
Sarah was about to go crazy. Just then, Xu Zecheng came out of the bathroom. Sun Ziyi walked over to him, took his hand and walked away, every step with a breeze.
Sun Ziyi thought that this was the only time he had to save face when Xu Zecheng, the real owner, was present.
Thinking of this, she felt a little nervous, reached out her hand and scratched Xu Zecheng's palm.
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