Most of the places where Ziyi remembers Shu Baizhu are from her previous life.
Shu Baizhu is almost always working on various film crews. During his free time, he also has various activities and filming. It is considered good if he can go home three or four times a year. Ziyi will take time out of her busy schedule to visit the set.
However, she herself had a lot of things to do, and she often arrived at the crew late at night. It was already early morning when Shu Baizhu got off work. The two of them stayed in the hotel room for two hours, chatting and looking for all kinds of topics to talk about. Before dawn, she would rush back to Jincheng to continue working.
"You said you were just a bystander, so you probably know a lot about high school and college. It's just that I was obsessed with chasing people, and they ignored me and were lucky enough not to bother me. How could they care about me? Put yourself in their shoes. If someone like this harassed you all day long, you would be annoyed too, right? She's been patient in not blocking me."
"If this person is you, then no." Qin Yuhuan put down the hair dryer and rubbed Ziyi's head. "Ziyi, you are very sensible and won't annoy others. People who annoy others usually have no sense of boundaries."
"I'm comforted." Ziyi touched her hair, and her dry long hair was now smooth and smooth. "This essential oil is really effective. I've bought a lot before, but they were all useless. I felt like a lion."
She made an exaggerated gesture and said, "My hair gets tangled every day, so I don't like washing it at home anymore. It takes me at least two hours to wash it outside."
There is so little time.
"Xiao Zi, maybe Master Qin can earn this money?" Qin Yuhuan pushed the essential oil to Ziyi, "I'll pack a small bag and put it in the car for you to take home tomorrow morning."
Ziyi started laughing again. "Master Qin claimed it quite quickly. Your hands are so thin now. Don't help me next time. But the Chinese medicine doctor I originally wanted to take you to see is also from Jiang Hetang. The Jiang family has produced famous doctors for generations. The most powerful one in his generation is actually the youngest. She is in the Chinese Medicine Department of Jinzhong. I will take you to see her when we get back."
"Didn't you have this dream when you were a child?" Qin Yuhuan retracted his hand and gently stroked Ziyi's thick long hair. "You wanted to have a younger sister so that you could braid her hairstyles every day."
"No, my mom doesn't have to worry too much about taking care of me, but she doesn't have a lot of free time either. She still has to work. I don't want any brothers or sisters because I'm not hardworking and don't want to help my mom take care of the kids. But if we really had a child, I would definitely not be able to bear her hard work, so we have a consensus that she wants me alone."
Everything Ziyi has received since childhood is complete, whether it is the motherly love from Ziyu or the fatherly love from Zhao Fengzhuo. Her life seems to be a template of happiness, and even her parents' love can be written into a magical and refreshing novel.
"You and Auntie are both very cute." Qin Yuhuan recalled the rare times he had seen Ziyu. "Back then, I thought your family ran a milk tea shop near Longxing."
The milk tea shop wasn't far from the grocery store owned by Qin Yuhuan's parents. When Qin Yuhuan went to the store after school, she'd occasionally see Ziyi excitedly throwing her schoolbag into the store and yelling, "Mom, Hu Hansan is done with school. Come out and roll out the red carpet to welcome your big baby!"
"Yeah, my family runs a milk tea shop," Ziyi said, making a cool milk tea shaking gesture. "I used to go to my family's milk tea shop to shake milk tea when I had nothing to do. Wang Laosi said there was a photo of me shaking milk tea. It was when I was studying in Jincheng and went to the branch near Jin University to shake milk tea, and someone took the photo."
"I'll shake one for you someday too. Our Laozi family has a unique craft, and shaking milk tea is delicious."
When Ziyi turned around, she saw Qin Yuhuan had already started to spread the quilt. "I'll wait for your milk tea, Ziyi."
"I'll send you the menu. You can take your time to choose and try everything. I can cook them all." Ziyi leaned over and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Qin Yuhuan: "Can you... make the bed?"
Ziyi shook her head. "Not really. Can I learn? You said I learn things quickly?"
Qin Yuhuan really taught Ziyi step by step. Ziyi was quick to learn and made a neat bed in no time. After learning the first thing, she wanted to do the second one and started to mess with the quilt cover. However, putting on the quilt cover was a technical job and Ziyi even got into the quilt cover herself and cried for help.
"Qin Yuhuan, I can't find the exit, please save me!"
Qin Yuhuan suppressed his laughter and pulled Ziyi out, "That's not how it works."
Ziyi slumped on the bed, which was finally made neatly and now had wrinkles everywhere. "The quilt doesn't love me, it doesn't listen to me, it doesn't love Qin Yuhuan anymore."
"No," Qin Yuhuan said calmly, "She loves you."
The quilt that Ziyi couldn't handle was put on by Qin Yuhuan in just a few seconds. "Look, it took me ten minutes to put it on myself before, but today it only took me five minutes. She still loves you."
She rolled back and forth in the quilt, like a cat that kept treading on its new nest. "Your four-piece suit is so soft and comfortable, Qin Yuhuan. I like it again."
"I have new ones. I'll pack them for you later."
"You have to be so good-tempered. If you pack everything I like, I'll buy you the whole house one day."
Qin Yuhuan half-jokingly responded, "Xiaozi, you'd better pack up with me, so that I won't be homeless and wander the streets."
"Okay, okay, Master Qin, don't be afraid. I'll take you away with me when the time comes." Ziyi said as she went to the living room to get a piece of label paper she had casually placed there. She wrote the word "Ziyi" on it boldly and stuck it on Qin Yuhuan's arm. "Okay, okay, I don't worry."
Qin Yuhuan looked down at the name Ziyi had written. It was as sloppy as ever, just like her, she was very casual. She carefully tore off the label and stuck it on the notepad. She closed the notepad and put it back in the drawer under the dresser. "I'm going to take a shower. I'll keep Xiaozi's signature as evidence."
I've been binge-watching Qin Yuhuan's dramas. Initially, I thought her acting was terrible. Maybe I've seen too much...
It didn't seem to have reached that point, so when Qin Yuhuan came out, she could still sigh, "Actually, I think your acting is pretty good. I didn't understand it before."
Qin Yuhuan laughed, "Ziyi, that's a bit disingenuous."
"Really not. Look at the person you're acting opposite. He's not as good as you. Your line delivery is pretty good. Come on, Master Qin, let me do your hair."
Ziyi was full of thoughts and ideas, but when she saw that Master Qin, who had served her all night, was going to blow-dry her hair himself, she became interested and shifted her attention.
Qin Yuhuan: "...Can you?"
"Don't underestimate me. After all, I am the chief disciple taught by Master Qin." Ziyi took the hair dryer and started her performance.
Qin Yuhuan has smooth hair, which is long, black and heavy. When you run your fingers through your hair, you can comb it all the way through, which is very smooth.
"Master Qin's hair is like heaven." Ziyi didn't encounter any difficulty at all and effortlessly helped Qin Yuhuan dry his hair. "It's just that your hair dryer seems a little burnt? And the smell is not right?"
Qin Yuhuan picked up a handful of hair and said, "It smells like burnt feathers, Master Xiaozi, your hair is fuzzy."
Ziyi: ...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
