Chapter 51
Chapter 51
"He's so handsome, and so gentle. He never loses his temper with us staff," the makeup artist said.
Yes, he is kind to everyone, and Shen Qingyuan is no exception.
Shen Qingyuan smiled and followed her words, saying, "They are indeed not difficult patients to take care of."
“He’s not like some of those so-called celebrities who act like big shots.” The makeup artist winked, hinting that she had more gossip to share. “If I could work with Su Liao every day, I’d be ecstatic. I really envy you.”
Working with him every day? Shen Qingyuan couldn't help but chuckle.
"I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to work with me every day."
The makeup artist thought about it and realized, "That's right, who wants to see a doctor every day?"
She exclaimed and quickly said, "That's not what I meant! Look at my stubborn mouth!"
Aside from his identity as a doctor, Shen Qingyuan suddenly wondered if he would want to continue seeing her.
Ten years later, we're all grown up, and our life paths have diverged. Friendships aren't something that can be easily maintained.
The doubts in her heart seemed to lack the earnestness and necessity to seek verification.
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When the male and female leads were filming their first scene together, Shen Qingyuan saw Ning Xin again. Ning Xin, who had just finished her period costume, was adorned with pearls and jade, and her face was so delicate and cute that she looked like a doll.
Ning Xin stepped forward and took her hand, the strength showing trust and sincerity.
"Miss Ning, it's nice to see you again."
"Just call me Ning Xin. 'Miss Ning' sounds too formal!" Ning Xin's eyes crinkled into crescents, making her as cute as a porcelain doll; it was hard not to like her.
“Okay, Ning Xin.” Shen Qingyuan readily agreed.
Shen Qingyuan wasn't used to shaking hands; doctors generally don't like it, as everyone knows how many bacteria and viruses their hands carry. But Ning Xin's soft little hand gripped hers tightly, like a child in a strange place desperately holding onto an adult's hand, and it was hard to break free.
"Dr. Shen, I've been wanting to find a time to thank you properly, but the occasion when we met last time didn't seem quite right, so I didn't say much."
She was referring to the time when Professor Dai was present.
“Xiao Yu,” Ning Xin turned to her assistant and said, “bring the things here.”
Xiao Yu gave her a blue gift box.
Ning Xin opened the box, and inside was a pair of beautiful white shoes. The logo on the box indicated that the shoes were from a luxury brand.
"Dr. Shen, thank you for lending me your shoes that day. I got them dirty, so I picked out a similar pair to give to you."
In fact, Ye Chuyang had already asked Xiao Chao to buy her a pair that day. The new shoes fit her well, and she was wearing them right now. Shen Qingyuan felt that receiving another pair seemed a bit inappropriate.
"Ning Xin, it's nothing, there's no need to go to such lengths."
Her shoes only cost a few hundred yuan, but the pair Ning Xin gave her looked quite expensive.
Ning Xin insisted, while Shen Qingyuan refused, and the two argued back and forth. Just then, someone pushed the door open and came in.
"Dr. Shen, Miss Ning thanks you. Please accept this. What's wrong with accepting someone's kindness?" Shen Qingyuan heard Ye Chuyang say.
Shen Qingyuan was slightly taken aback, and Ning Xin took the opportunity to stuff the gift box into her hand. Shen Qingyuan couldn't refuse any longer and thanked her.
Ye Chuyang's words brought up something that was puzzling Shen Qingyuan.
She also has classmates and teachers she can ask for help; Professor Dai is willing to help her as long as she asks.
During the six months she spent idly at home, her long-standing pride, or rather, her strong sense of self-respect, kept her silent. In reality, as Ye Chuyang said, what's wrong with accepting other people's kindness?
Ultimately, Shen Qingyuan during her lowest point was someone she herself couldn't accept. But life is long, and when viewed from a longer perspective, this period of her life may not have been such an insurmountable obstacle.
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Ye Chuyang's relationship with Ning Xin has become more natural lately.
Actually, the relationship with an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend isn't such an insurmountable hurdle. Having gotten used to it, and now being colleagues who see each other every day, Ye Chuyang doesn't feel so awkward anymore.
He had many scenes with Ning Xin, and while waiting to be on set, he would discuss the script and his acting insights with her.
Several years have passed, and we have both made progress. As fellow artists, we have developed a great deal of tacit understanding in our professional fields.
To outsiders, the two seem like a good-looking and well-matched couple, with a harmonious relationship. It's possible that they might develop feelings for each other on set and even turn their on-screen romance into a real-life relationship.
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The crew's hired horse was tethered to a tree, its head bowed and eyes lowered. Its tail swished back and forth. The filming location was near a lake, teeming with mosquitoes and flies.
The sun was blazing. Under its intense heat, everyone and everything felt exhausted.
Xiao Chao handed lunch to Shen Qingyuan, "Sister Shen, is it tough being on set? Are you getting used to it?"
Shen Qingyuan took the lunchbox and thanked them, "I'm fine. You guys are the ones who have worked harder."
In comparison, Xiao Chao, who works as an assistant, has to drive and is responsible for Ye Chuyang's three meals a day and all sorts of trivial matters, making him much more tired than Shen Qingyuan.
Xiao Chao chuckled and said, "I'm used to it, and there's nothing to complain about. Making money is all about hard work. Besides, it's rare to find such a good boss like Brother Yang..."
He's a good boss. Everyone says he's good, which is an objective fact and also necessary.
Shen Qingyuan recalled an interview with a successful person she had seen by chance. He said that when you become successful, you will find that everyone around you is a good person.
That's really true.
Bad luck, meeting the wrong person? Not at all. Just blame it on not being successful enough.
Such simple, clear, and easy-to-understand logic.
She opened the aluminum foil lunchbox, which contained a balanced mix of meat and vegetables. It looked light and nutritious, with bright colors that made it very appetizing.
This wasn't a meal provided by the film crew. The standard and budget were the same as Ye Chuyang's meals, but he had paid for it out of his own pocket and specially improved it.
Shen Qingyuan had noticed the boxed lunches of other crew members. Ning Xin's assistant, Xiao Yu, would sometimes come back to visit, bringing fruit and snacks, or chatting with Xiao Chao. Her boxed lunch was the same plastic boxed lunch provided by the crew.
Only Shen Qingyuan's and Xiao Chao's were different.
After dinner, the director and seven or eight actors sat together discussing the scene. Ye Chuyang said a few words, her eyebrows dancing and her mouth chattering, which caused a burst of laughter from the inner circle.
Ning Xin smiled elegantly and gently, her demeanor resembling the image of a refined lady from a wealthy family in modern times. She was still immersed in her role.
Shen Qingyuan watched from afar. Once he entered his area of expertise, he became so relaxed, energetic, and almost like a maniac.
"That's great," Xiao Chao exclaimed. "I haven't seen Yang Ge this happy in a long time since he got injured! Seeing his health improving day by day, and his mood and overall condition also being good, it's all thanks to you, Sister Chen!"
Haven't been this happy in a long time? Shen Qingyuan felt that he had been in a good mood all along, and still had the energy to pay attention to and encourage others. People who are not full of life cannot do that.
Of course, the kind of fun you find in life through jokes is different from the kind of fun you find at work. It's a more natural kind of happiness, a kind of joy that sparkles in your eyes.
She looked at him quietly.
When Ye Chuyang spoke, everyone was unconsciously drawn to him. He seemed to possess a charm that made him stand out in a crowd.
It's no wonder that theatrical productions seek actors and actresses with good looks and charisma. Even bland lines can become captivating when delivered by charismatic individuals.
The Ye Chuyang of today is not the same as he was in his student days. Shen Qingyuan even felt that he had undergone a complete transformation.
Xiao Chao grinned like a lovesick fool, "Sister Chen, Ning Xin and Brother Yang are such a good match, they have such great chemistry! And Ning Xin is really nice to us, she's a really nice person. She often has Xiao Yu bring us snacks and fruit to eat..."
"Yes." Shen Qingyuan looked away, confirming the latter half of Xiao Chao's statement. Xiao Yu had indeed been running around quite frequently lately.
Ye Chuyang doesn't eat random things; it's mainly Xiao Chao who eats. As a courtesy, Xiao Chao will also get some leftovers for Xiao Yu to take back.
Xiao Yu was always happy when she came, which made Xiao Chao wonder if the girl had feelings for him.
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Perhaps the work was too mentally taxing, because after joining the crew, Ye Chuyang became less talkative during breaks, spending most of his time holding the script and reciting his lines. This was no exception when Shen Qingyuan gave him physical therapy.
They finished work early that day, before 8 p.m.
After a simple dinner, Shen Qingyuan went to Ye Chuyang's room to give him physical therapy. The room was quiet except for the slight noise from the machine.
After a while, Ye Chuyang, as if in deep meditation, suddenly came to his senses and said, "Dr. Chen, are you still here?"
He looked completely bewildered and innocent, just like a male college student.
Shen Qingyuan frowned slightly as she recalled the scene of the man having a lively discussion and laughing with the female lead during the day.
I don't know why I thought of this.
However, emotions are not entirely controllable by reason. A stone thrown into a lake will inevitably create ripples.
If she were to be frank enough, she couldn't deny that she felt a slight, subtle unease at that moment.
Out of childish jealousy?
Jealousy, a word entirely composed of the female radical, was imbued with gender bias from its very inception. This dark force often has surprisingly effective results when used in one's career. But what about when it's applied to men?
waste.
"That's enough," Ye Chuyang said. "You're distracting me."
Although I wanted to flirt, I was just too tired. When you're exhausted, you have no desire to reproduce. I'll think about it after this busy period. What could possibly change? The girl is by my side. What could possibly change? She can't possibly have an online romance with another guy. That's just teenage stuff.
The latter half of his sentence had an indescribable quality to it; his voice was extremely deep and magnetic, almost like a whisper, the kind of whisper you would use to someone very close or even intimate.
Shen Qingyuan heard this and felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.
"Almost done," she replied. But in the doctor's eyes, there's no such thing as "almost done." Everything had to be done meticulously.
After the physiotherapy session ended, Shen Qingyuan quickly packed up the equipment. "I'll be going now. You should get some rest."
Ye Chuyang put the script away and tossed it onto the bedside table.
“Wait a minute,” he tugged at her sleeve, pulling her back and drawing her closer, “Would you like some tea?”
Shen Qingyuan was wearing a chiffon shirt and, afraid that he would tear it, she took two steps in line with his force.
He let go of her hand. The sudden gesture of intimacy was so natural. It was like childhood sweethearts occasionally holding hands—childish, but nothing unusual.
She just said she was distracting him, clearly trying to get rid of him, and now she's inviting him for tea. It's all so strange.
My own room is certainly quieter, and I'm not without homework to do when I get back. At worst, I can just watch a documentary on TV by myself. If I don't get any benefits from socializing, I'd much rather be alone.
While she hesitated, Ye Chuyang had already gotten out of bed and laid out the tea set. He had several sets of utensils, using black, white, and celadon porcelain in rotation.
Shen Qingyuan sat down at the coffee table.
The two people sat facing each other, guarding a pot of water.
The electric kettle was boiling water. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the hissing and bubbling, gradually increasing in volume until it finally boiled over.
It has a bit of the feel of ancient people having fireside chats at night.
The tea cake was wrapped in an inconspicuous piece of oiled paper. Ye Chuyang broke off a small piece with his hand, placed it in the teapot, and rinsed the tea before brewing it.
A dozen seconds later, the tea was ready. He poured a small cup for Shen Qingyuan first.
That's the good thing about drinking tea; it's not pleasant to drink if it's too hot or too cold. You have to wait for it to reach the right temperature.
The aroma of tea filled the air, and the room was quiet and peaceful.
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