"Why are you so drunk?" Ziyi, wearing slippers, supported Shu Baizhu, who was drunk.
"The crew is having a dinner party," Shu Baizhu seemed to have her indifference towards Ziyi engraved into her bones, and even being drunk couldn't make her let down her guard.
Ziyi bent down to help her change her shoes, but she kicked Ziyi's hand away and said, "Don't bother me, I can do it myself."
Ziyi's hand froze just as she was about to touch Shu Baizhu. When she stood up again, she still had a smile on her face. "Then I'll make you some hangover soup?"
Shu Baizhu shook his head. "Go back to your room, Xiaozi. I want to be alone for a while."
"Okay, I won't close the door. Just call me if you need anything." Ziyi wanted to touch Shu Baizhu's flushed face, but she pulled her hand back halfway. "Be careful."
Shu Baizhu had no expression throughout the whole process and nodded lightly.
It was not until Ziyi returned to her room that she sat on the shoe-changing stool and took off her shoes.
"I'm really drunk." She lowered her head and looked at the sole of her foot that was pierced by glass shards in the night. Blood was still seeping out through the wound bit by bit.
Shu Baizhu was aware of Ziyi's embarrassment. The more she noticed, the more she struggled with the painful dilemma.
She and Ziyi...
After all, there is a huge difference.
If Ziyi came from an ordinary family, even if she was not rich, she would have mustered up some courage, just because Ziyi needed her protection, but what about now?
She was the one who was taken under Ziyi's wings. The huge gap in their family backgrounds seemed to be an unfathomable chasm between the two of them. Shu Baizhu stood on the edge of the chasm, looking at the abyss helplessly.
especially--
Ziyi is so good that even though she rarely appears in the spotlight, she is the spotlight herself and is the center of the world wherever she goes.
Shu Baizhu curled the corners of his mouth bitterly, and between his own slippers and the guest slippers, he chose the guest slippers.
But she was so drunk that she accidentally hit her knee after walking a few steps.
Ziyi ran out in a panic and rubbed her knees, "I'll help you in."
The alcohol and the quiet night magnified Shu Baizhu's desire and lowered her guard, and she finally nodded softly.
Ziyi is a very sensible person. Even if she gets drunk outside, she will just say, don't be afraid of trouble, next time you call her, she will answer the phone no matter how late it is.
As for things like "Don't drink outside, it's unsafe to drink too much outside", she never said that.
Shu Baizhu had to admit that in this marriage, she received much more freedom and care than others could imagine. Even the "difficult to deal with" old lady of the Zhao family, as her parents said, Ziyi would never let her suffer any grievances.
Ziyi is a nearly perfect partner.
"Xiaozi." Shu Baizhu rubbed his temples and leaned against the head of the bed, calling softly.
"What's wrong? Do you have a headache?" Ziyi poured a cup of warm water over. "Would you like some water?"
Shu Baizhu shook her head. "Go to bed," she said.
Perhaps because she was used to Shu Baizhu's silence and indifference, Ziyi didn't think much about it for a moment. She placed the warm water on the bedside table on Shu Baizhu's side and said in a gentle tone, "Do you want to wipe your face?"
"I don't want to. I'm tired." Shu Baizhu turned over and lay on his side, leaving Ziyi with a ruthless back.
The cold wind rushed into the bed as he lifted the quilt casually.
Ziyi has a cold body and cannot sleep in a warm bed. The same is true for Shu Baizhu. If there is no air conditioning, the two of them will sleep side by side in winter and will still be cold when they wake up the next day.
"Is the crew busy lately?" Ziyi noticed Shu Baizhu's subtle movements and carefully found a topic.
Shu Baizhu felt the caution in Ziyi's words. She knew that Ziyi was not a person with a particularly good temper and would explode if he got angry. However, she had never felt Ziyi's anger when it came to her.
She seemed to be treated as a delicate piece of porcelain and received all the good temper that belonged to Ziyi.
In comparison, she was awful.
Why? At this moment, the dark thoughts in Shu Baizhu's heart were infinitely magnified. She turned over and pressed on Ziyi. Ziyi seemed not to understand why Shu Baizhu had such a behavior, and looked at her coldly.
"Ziyi, besides work, don't you have anything else to say to me?" The face of the person he loved was close at hand. The closer he got, the more Shu Baizhu became obsessed with Ziyi's extremely intense face.
Her eyebrows, her eyes, and her innocent expression at this moment, are silently tempting.
Ziyi hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Are you...are you having any troubles? Would you like to tell me? Perhaps I can help you."
It's not like I haven't had sex with Shu Baizhu before, but it was never in this position. Shu Baizhu...
Taking the initiative for the first time.
Ziyi had wanted to ask this question since she met Shu Baizhu tonight, but Shu Baizhu would never let her ask too many questions about her in the past. As soon as she mentioned it, Shu Baizhu's mood would visibly deteriorate.
A rare smile appeared on that face that rarely showed any expression. Before Zizi could admire it for a moment, Shu Baizhu's kiss had already fallen.
"Xiao Shu Baizhu", who was watching from a third-person perspective, turned pale. She clearly remembered that "her" hands still had nails done for the filming, but Ziyi never cried out in pain.
When "she" bit her, when "she" treated her roughly, all Shu Baizhu received was a soothing pat from Ziyi, who told her: "It's okay, Baizhu, don't be sad, it will be fine."
Shu Baizhu poured out the pressure and pain that was weighing on his heart on Ziyi under the influence of alcohol.
At dawn, she woke up from a light sleep. The first thing she saw was Ziyi's well-behaved and calm face. When she looked down, the scenes of her like a beast last night reappeared in her mind.
Those mottled, bloody teeth marks and purple marks stung Shu Baizhu's eyes. Her hands subconsciously fell on the quilt, wanting to lift it up to see the evidence of her crime buried under the quilt.
When she lifted a corner, the fear and terror in her heart engulfed her like a tide.
She saw her long fingernails, blood dried on them.
——Shu Baizhu escaped.
The scene changed, and Shu Baizhu received a call from Xiang Xueyan on the set. "Although the order from Longxing Supermarket didn't get it, Ziyi still invested a large sum of money in your brother. Baizhu, Mom knows you can do it."
On the phone, Xiang Xueyan did not hide her joy. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, Shu Baizhu could feel the happiness coming from his mother.
After that night, she never sent Ziyi another message.
There is no intention at all.
She told Ziyi that she didn't like people constantly sending messages to disturb her while filming. Every time...
She would send a period when she finished work.
She would only reply to Ziyi's messages, no matter what time it was, no matter how late it was, she seemed to be always waiting by the phone, always replying within seconds.
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