Chapter 32: Sharing a Bed "I want to use myself to keep you."
"If I see you again, after so many years, how should I greet you? With silence, with tears."
Qiao Zhizheng recited Byron's "The Passing of Spring" and looked wistfully at Lou Heng and Xia Cangshu, who stood and sat one on the other. Her eyes held the bright sadness of a young girl. "Qiao Zheng, what do you think they're doing now? Have they gotten over it, or are they still clinging to it?"
Qiao Zheng overturned her imagination, "I guess they are talking about you."
Qiao Zhizheng pulled herself out of her melancholy mood, her expression blank, "Huh?!"
"In the adult world, career is more important."
Qiao Zhizheng was skeptical, "Is this true?"
Qiao Zheng curled her lips at her and said, "There will be results soon."
Qiao Zhizheng was dazzled by Qiao Zheng's smile and nodded blankly.
While the two were chatting, Xia Cangshu came over, holding a loud speaker, and announced to the group, "The boss of Hengxing Entertainment is here to visit the set and treat the entire crew to afternoon tea. Let's call it a day. Everyone, go home and rest for a day, get yourself together, and start filming tomorrow."
"Yeah!"
"Thank you, Director Xia! Thank you, Mr. Lou! Thank you, Xiao Qiao!"
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Lou Heng was very generous and directly called a milk tea truck to come over to make milk tea for everyone, and also had a truck full of fragrant, soft and exquisitely shaped sweet little cakes.
The sweet aroma of cake wafted over, and Qiao Zhizheng almost couldn't hold it back. She raised her foot to walk over there, but forced herself to hold it back.
Qiao Zhizheng looked at Qiao Zheng, who was drinking the fruit and vegetable slimming drink with an expressionless face, and asked her curiously, "Qiao Zheng, don't you want to eat something delicious?"
Qiao Zheng took a sip of the fruit and vegetable drink expressionlessly, "I don't have any thoughts on that."
"In this world, eating is the most important thing. How could you not want to eat delicious food?"
Qiao Zheng's eyes were blank. "Do you want to eat?" She used to want to eat, but then she went through a very dark and powerless time, which damaged her stomach. It took a long time to heal it, but after that, no matter what she ate, she found it tasteless.
Qiao Zheng stopped talking again, and she was once again in a state of being out of tune with this world. It seemed that there was nothing in this world worth her care. If Qiao Zheng wanted to leave, she could leave at any time, because there was nothing here worth her staying.
Qiao Zhizheng realized this, was shocked, and reached out to grab Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zheng's hand trembled, and the straw in her mouth tilted, and a streak of green passed across the side of Qiao Zheng's face.
Qiao Zheng looked at Qiao Zhizheng's bewildered look and was so angry that she lost her temper. She sighed, "Qiao Zhizheng, do I have a grudge against you? Why do you always mess with me?"
Qiao Zhizheng took out a tissue from her pocket and hurriedly wiped Qiao Zheng's face. Qiao Zheng lay motionless and let her do it.
Qiao Zheng's face felt soft and white, and her body smelled fragrant, just like a delicious, soft and fragrant little cake.
"I want to eat cake..."
Qiao Zheng frowned slightly when she heard Qiao Zhizheng's nonsensical words. "If you want to eat, go ahead and eat."
Qiao Zhizheng's eyes lit up. "Can I eat it?"
An inexplicable intuition in her heart drove Qiao Zheng to take a step back, "What does it have to do with me?"
Qiao Zheng turned and left. Qiao Zhizheng looked at her back and sighed sadly.
Qiao Zhizheng, ah Qiao Zhizheng, there's something wrong with you.
"If you don't take the initiative to fight for her, she will never belong to you."
Qiao Zhizheng recognized Lou Heng's voice and said, "Did Mr. Lou get it?"
"Wrong! I've fought for it, but there's no need to fight for it again!"
Lou Heng set flags one after another——
"A good horse never turns back!"
"Those who abandon me shall not be allowed to stay!"
"I, Lou Heng, am definitely not someone who dwells on the past and looks back!"
Lou Heng spoke with great confidence, but Qiao Zhizheng listened with skepticism.
A few days later, Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng happened to see Lou Heng and Xia Cangshu eating in a corner.
Qiao Zhizheng: “Ha!”
But that was all for later. Lou Heng put aside his bold words and expressed the company's position to Qiao Zhizheng, "The company has recruited another capable agent. Do you want to go talk to her?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Lou, but it's okay. Ding Qian is doing very well."
"Then let's do this. I'll let Ding Qian learn from the new agent for a while. That way, it'll be easier for me to recruit resources for you. I've also opened up Ding Qian's permissions. For any important matters concerning you, Ding Qian can directly consult me without going through those formalities."
"Thank you, Mr. Lou."
Lou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, a gentle and friendly smile appearing on his face. If Xia Cangshu was here, he would be able to tell at a glance that Lou Heng was up to something again.
"Xiao Qiao, do you want Qiao Zheng to stay with you forever?"
Qiao Zhizheng nodded, indicating that he would like to hear more details.
Lou Heng told her his thoughts.
Qiao Zhizheng shook her head. "Why don't you go and talk to Qiao Zheng yourself? I don't think she will agree."
Lou Heng's eyes flashed with a determined glint, "How do you know if you don't try?"
Lou Heng found Qiao Zheng with a gentle attitude and a smile on his face. He didn't look like the boss of a big company at all, but rather like a gentle and amiable older sister.
"Hello, Miss Qiao. I'm the owner of Hengxing Entertainment. You should have heard about me from Xiao Qiao. I heard that you're only a few years younger than me, only 26 today (Qiao Qiao is 26, Qiao Zheng's actual age is 28), right? You have the image, the temperament, and the acting skills. Have you ever considered entering the entertainment industry?"
Qiao Zheng decided to politely decline her offer, "At my age, there's not much advantage in entering the entertainment industry."
Lou Heng naturally spared no effort in praising the person he liked. "Good things come to those who wait. I believe you will become a big star once you enter the entertainment industry. Do you want fame? Do you want money? Do you want to be the center of attention and stand on the stage? As long as you cooperate with me, fame and fortune will be within your reach. I believe that the mentor and the steed complement each other."
Qiao Zheng refused firmly, "No thanks."
Die laughing! I've been working for my boss for ten years. Before traveling here, Qiao Zheng had already peacefully terminated her contract with Lou Henghe, brought Ding Qian out of Hengxing, and started preparing her own studio.
If I go back ten years, do I still have to put a rope around my neck and continue to work like a slave for my boss?
Qiao Zheng wasn't moved at all by Lou Heng's brilliant vision. "I like freedom, not constraints. I won't sign with a company."
Lou Heng came with high hopes but left disappointed.
Lou Heng and Qiao Zhizheng said, "Your friend doesn't care about fame or fortune, so there's no way you can convince her."
Qiao Zhizheng was very worried.
"How can I keep you
I give you the lean streets, the desperate sunset, and the moon in the wilderness.
I offer you the sorrow of a person who has gazed at the lonely moon for a long time.
I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I try to impress you with confusion, danger, and failure. ”①
Qiao Zhizheng murmured Borges's "What Can I Hold You With?" over and over again, and her eyes gradually became bright and firm from the initial darkness and obscurity.
"I want to use myself to keep you."
Qiao Zheng discovered that something was wrong with Qiao Zhizheng recently.
Specifically manifested in——
After finishing the filming together, Qiao Zhizheng handed the thermos cup and hand warmer in the assistant's hand to Qiao Zheng. Qiao Zheng's temporary assistant stood by and watched this scene, feeling that his job had been taken away.
Not only that, Qiao Zhizheng gave Qiao Zheng a gorgeous flower every morning. According to Qiao Zheng's observation, the style of the flower never repeated for half a month.
Good night is something I must say before going to bed every night.
And now, late at night, Qiao Zhizheng, who lived in the next room, knocked on Qiao Zheng's door with a computer, squeezed into the bed with Qiao Zheng, covered with the same quilt, and showed Qiao Zheng the TV series he had acted in.
Qiao Zheng had a numb expression. They had both been shooting for a whole day, but Qiao Zheng felt mentally exhausted and weak all over. Qiao Zhizheng, on the other hand, was full of energy and always up to something funny.
However, when Qiao Zhizheng played the fantasy drama in which she had guest-starred, Qiao Zheng still watched it out of respect, mainly because she wanted to see Qiao Zhizheng's performance.
This is a role that Qiao Zheng has never played in her timeline.
I have to say that Qiao Zhizheng's flower fairy costume, coupled with the added bonus of post-production editing, really looks good when she appears on the screen.
Her body is covered with the colorful colors of spring, and she appears like an ethereal being. Her expression is pure and innocent, which makes people's eyes bright.
The barrage was full of comments praising Qiao Zhizheng's looks.
Qiao Zhizheng secretly glanced at Qiao Zheng, who had a dull expression.
Qiao Zhizheng was a little upset.
I originally wanted to spread my feathers like a peacock, but the other party remained indifferent.
Qiao Zhizheng gave up on opening the screen and continued watching with Qiao Zheng.
After watching the drama carefully, Qiao Zheng felt that the plot of the drama was quite smooth and the style was comfortable. She was unconsciously attracted by the story and immersed in the drama.
On the contrary, Qiao Zhizheng, who was full of energy at the beginning, was not paying attention to the plot at all. Before she knew it, her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep with her head tilted.
Qiao Zhizheng was awakened by a slight vibration beside him. He opened his eyes drowsily and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the screen. It was already 3 a.m. Qiao Zheng's eyes lit up and his fingers trembled with excitement.
Qiao Zhizheng thought she had seen some breathtaking and shocking scene, and curled her lips slightly, but she didn't expect to see her battle-damaged makeup.
Qiao Zhizheng's sleepy eyes suddenly opened wide.
Qiao Zhizheng looked at the screen, then at Qiao Zheng's obviously happy expression, and a lot of pornographic garbage he had found on the Internet emerged in his mind.
Could it be that Qiao Zheng...she...she...likes playing letter games?!
Qiao Zhizheng didn't dare make any sound, for fear that Qiao Zheng would find out that she was awake.
Qiao Zhizheng's heart was jumping back and forth between normality and abnormality, and there was a struggle between his conscience and his desires in his mind.
A calm voice said: I can accept that, right?
The shocked voice said: No, no, no! Where have I ever experienced this before?
A calm voice said: Everyone has unknown characteristics. Some characteristics are so rare that they become special and unusual in the eyes of ordinary people.
The shocked voice calmed down: Give me some time to accept it...
The male and female protagonists in the play embarked on a new journey, and Qiao Zheng also turned off the computer with satisfaction. Before turning off the lights, her eyes stopped on Qiao Zhizheng's face, looked at her for a long time, and let out a very happy laugh.
Turn off the lights and go to sleep.
Qiao Zhizheng felt like a very long period of time had passed. Only after Qiao Zheng's breathing became steady and regular did he secretly exhale.
The cold moonlight strolled into the room through the window and stopped on the sheets hanging at the foot of the bed.
Qiao Zhizheng looked at the moonlight.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
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The author has something to say: Sister Qiao: From the beginning to the end, she did not speak, she only learned from others, and her reputation was damaged.
① "What Can I Do to Keep You" is a modern poem written by Argentinian poet Jorge Luis Borges.
What can I use to keep you? I give you the desolate streets, the desperate sunset, and the moon in the wilderness.
I offer you the sorrow of a person who has gazed at the lonely moon for a long time.
I offer you my dead ancestors, the spirits of those who have come after me in marble: my father's father, killed on the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his chest, bearded when he died, his body wrapped in cowhide by the soldiers; my mother's grandfather, only twenty-four at the time, who led a charge of three hundred men in Peru, now a ghost on a vanished horse. I offer you all the insight that my books may hold, all the manliness and humor that my life may hold.
I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never had faith.
I give you the core of myself that I have managed to preserve—a core that does not trade in words, does not trade in dreams, and is untouched by time, joy, and adversity.
I give you the memory of a yellow rose that you saw one evening many years before you were born.
I give you an interpretation of your life, a theory about yourself, your true and amazing existence.
I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I try to impress you with confusion, danger, and failure.
My understanding is - I will give everything I have to keep you, hoping that your gaze will stay on me for a little longer, a little longer, and a little longer. Your gaze will always stay on me, on me who will always give you the most sincere, warmest and most determined gaze.
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