Happiness comes
When the kiss made her breathless, Zhao Yin gently pulled away and said with a smile, "If you keep kissing me, Auntie will come and urge us to clear the table, baby."
Then I remembered the tablet, still open on the coffee table in the living room, with the lyrics page stopped at the last line, "Walk slowly along the rest of your life." My cheeks instantly heated up, and I slid off his lap, trying to hide, but he reached out and grabbed my waist, pulling me back into his arms. (Bad kitty. =^. . .^=/ .)
"Why are you running?" He looked down at me. "Why didn't you hide when you took the initiative to sit on me just now?"
"That's different." I buried my head in the crook of his neck. "I didn't realize Auntie was still here."
He chuckled, "Auntie is cleaning in the kitchen, she can't hear it." He paused, his hand sliding down the curve of my back, "But if you're scared, we can go back to the room and continue."
"Zhao Yin!" I reached out to pinch his waist, but he grabbed my wrist with his backhand, and I couldn't even exert any strength.
He squeezed my hand and softened his tone: "Just kidding, wash the dishes first, okay?"
I looked up and glared at him, my fake anger instantly disappearing, and I could only nod: "I know."
When we were clearing the table, Auntie had almost finished cleaning the kitchen, leaving only the two bowls and soup spoons we had used.
As soon as I picked up the dishcloth, Zhao Yin took it from behind and pushed me aside: "Go to the living room and wait, I will wash it."
"I can wash it myself." I wanted to take it back, but he held my hand.
"Be good." His voice was close to my ear. "You've been recording songs all afternoon. Your throat must be tired. Stay away from cold water."
I looked at his wrists with his sleeves rolled up, and I felt a little sad. He had been busy with me all afternoon, but he always put me first.
I didn't argue anymore, just leaned against the kitchen door.
He turned around and saw me still standing at the door, raised an eyebrow and said, "Why are you standing here? Do you want a kiss?"
"No." I walked over, put my arms around his waist, and put my face on his back. "I just feel that it's great to have you around."
He reached out and rubbed my head: "From then on, I was always here."
When I was curled up on the sofa watching a movie in the evening, my phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Sister Zhou with a screenshot of an event invitation attached. There was a party next month, and Zhao Yin, Shen Jiayan, and I were invited.
I frowned and handed the phone to Zhao Yin: "Sister Zhou said that we need to attend the charity night with Shen Jiayan."
Zhao Yin took the phone, glanced at the invitation, and said in a flat tone, "Got it. I'll ask Brother Chen to coordinate the itinerary with the organizer."
"But Shen Jiayan..." I was a little worried. What happened at the recording studio door last time had not yet passed. If we met again at the event, who knows what would go wrong.
He put his arm around my shoulders and let me lean on him. "Don't worry, I'm here. If he dares to mess around, I won't let him off easily."
I looked up at him, no joking in sight.
I nodded, put my phone away, and leaned back into his arms, but my attention was not on the movie.
Zhao Yin seemed to sense my thoughts. He paused the movie and asked me, "Are you still thinking about Shen Jiayan?"
"Yeah." I nodded honestly. "I'm worried he might do something untoward during the event, which would have a negative impact."
"No." He pinched my chin. "There will be a lot of media here, so he won't dare go too far. Besides, even if he does do something, I will protect you." He paused and added, "Besides, we're going there to meet, not to argue with him. Don't let him affect our mood."
I thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so I nodded: "Okay, I understand."
He turned on the movie again, and I leaned into his arms, slowly relaxing. The movie was a campus drama.
When I saw the scene where the protagonists were walking side by side on the playground, I couldn't help but say, "When we shoot a school drama, can we also go to the playground to shoot a walking scene?"
"Okay." He agreed immediately, "We can wear school uniforms then, and if you want to run, I can run with you."
"Really? Then we have to film a scene where we read together in the library. I'll sleep on your shoulder and you'll cover me with clothes secretly."
He chuckled and reached out to pinch my face: "You can take pictures of anything you want, as long as you like it."
I leaned in his arms and smiled like a fool.
The next morning, Zhao Yin was already awake and sitting on the edge of the bed reading the script, which was the outline of the campus drama we were about to shoot.
Seeing that I was awake, he asked, "Are you awake? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
"No," I sat up and stretched. "Aren't we going to meet the director of the school play today?"
"It's still early," he checked the time. "It's only seven o'clock, and the director is scheduled for ten. You sleep a little longer, I'll make breakfast."
I shook my head, threw off the quilt and got out of bed: "I'll go with you to make breakfast."
We washed up together and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Zhao Yin made my favorite fried eggs and milk, as well as sandwiches.
While eating, he suddenly said, "By the way, the screenwriter said there is a kissing scene in the campus drama and wanted to ask for our opinion."
"Kiss, kiss scene?"
"Yeah." He nodded, his tone very calm. "They said that it's necessary for the plot. When the protagonists confirm their feelings, there is a kissing scene. If you don't want to shoot it, we can talk to the director and change it to something else."
My heart was beating fast and my mind was full of images of the kissing scene. If I were to film a kissing scene with Zhao Yin, I would definitely be so nervous that I would forget my lines.
But if it is changed to another role, I feel it is a bit of a shame. After all, it is our first time filming a campus drama together, and I want to leave some special memories.
Seeing that I didn't say anything for a long time, Zhao Yin reached out and held my hand: "Don't be nervous, don't take pictures if you don't want to, it's okay."
"It's not that I don't want to take the photo," I whispered, "I'm just a little nervous."
He chuckled, "Why are you so nervous? It's not the first time we've kissed."
"That's different!" I retorted. "When filming, there are cameras and crew members, so you're bound to be nervous."
"Then we can practice in advance." He leaned closer to me, "When we get home tonight, we can practice in the living room, okay?"
My face turned even redder and I reached out to push him away: "Who wants to practice with you!"
He smiled and held my hand, without teasing me anymore, and simply said, "It's okay. When we meet the director, we'll discuss it with him and see if we can adjust the scene to make you as comfortable as possible."
I nodded.
After breakfast, we packed up and prepared to go out to meet the director. Zhao Yin's car was already waiting downstairs, so we got in and headed to the director's studio.
On the way, my cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
I picked up the phone and heard an unfamiliar voice: "Excuse me, is this Teacher Wenxi? I'm a staff member for the Charity Night and would like to confirm your attire and itinerary."
"Hello." I glanced at Zhao Yin, and he nodded before I continued, "As for the costumes, I'll finalize them as soon as possible. My agent will contact you regarding the itinerary."
"Okay, thank you for your help," the staff member said politely. "Also, I'd like to confirm with you whether you would like to walk the red carpet for the charity gala alone or with Teacher Zhao Yin?"
I was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Yin: "During the red carpet session, can we walk together?"
He nodded, his tone affirmative: "Of course."
I said into the phone, "We want to walk the red carpet together. Could you please arrange it?"
"Okay, no problem." The staff member said with a smile, "We will send the red carpet program to your agent as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, I felt a little excited - this was not the first time I walked the red carpet with Zhao Yin, but I was sure it would be special.
Zhao Yin seemed to read my thoughts and asked, "Are you looking forward to walking the red carpet together?"
"Yeah." I nodded honestly, "I want to be with you and let everyone know that we are a couple."
He chuckled and reached out to hold my hand. "Okay, let everyone know that you are mine."
Soon, we arrived at the director's studio. The director was already waiting for us. When he saw us, he greeted us warmly: "Teacher Zhao Yin, Teacher Wen Xi, you are here."
We sat down and discussed the script for the school play together.
The director showed us the revised script, and there was indeed a kissing scene in it. When the protagonists were looking at the stars in the playground, we had two male protagonists, so it was changed to the two protagonists confirming their feelings to each other while looking at the stars in the playground, and then the male protagonist kissed the other male protagonist on the forehead.
"How about this change?" The director looked at us and said sincerely, "If you still think it's not suitable, we can change it again."
I glanced at Zhao Yin, and he nodded, so I spoke: "I think it's okay. A forehead kiss is much better than a direct kiss scene. It won't be so stressful."
Zhao Yin also said: "Well, this change is very reasonable, in line with the plot, and will not put pressure on Wen Xi."
The director smiled and said, "That's good. I was worried that you might find it inappropriate."
We also discussed some other scenes, such as the protagonists studying together in the library, running together on the playground, encouraging each other when facing family pressure, etc.
The director respected our opinions very much. He carefully wrote down some of our suggestions for revisions and said he would communicate with the screenwriter and try his best to adjust them to our satisfaction.
After discussing the script, it was already noon.
The director warmly invited us to have lunch together, and we did not refuse and went to a nearby restaurant together.
During the meal, the director suddenly said, "By the way, the opening ceremony of the campus drama is scheduled for the middle of next month, right after the charity night. Do you think that time is okay?"
I glanced at Zhao Yin, and he nodded: "Okay, our schedule is fine."
"That's great." The director said with a smile, "We'll invite some media and fans to the opening ceremony. You can interact with the fans and promote the show."
"Okay." I agreed and finally got to film a campus drama with Zhao Yin.
After lunch, we said goodbye to the director and prepared to go home.
After getting in the car, I leaned back in my chair and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, should we choose outfits for the charity night together?"
Zhao Yin glanced at me and said with a smile, "Okay, I don't have work tomorrow afternoon, let's go to the studio to choose clothes."
"Really?" My eyes lit up. "Then how about we choose matching outfits?"
"Sure." He agreed readily. "What style would you like? A suit? Or something else?"
"Suits," I thought for a moment, "we'll look great in the same suits, just different colors."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." He reached out and rubbed my hair, his eyes gentle.
The car had been driving for a while when my phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Sister Zhou, saying that Shen Jiayan's team had also confirmed the itinerary with the organizer, and wanted to walk the red carpet with Zhao Yin and me, saying that "we were friends who debuted at the same time, and it would be fun to walk the red carpet together."
I frowned and handed the phone to Zhao Yin: "Shen Jiayan's team wants to walk the red carpet with us."
Zhao Yin took the phone and glanced at the message. "Don't pay attention to him. I'll have Brother Chen tell the organizers that we'll walk the red carpet alone."
"Yeah." I nodded and felt relieved. I didn't want to walk the red carpet with Shen Jiayan.
After returning home, I curled up on the sofa and read the script of the campus play, while Zhao Yin sat next to me and read another script.
I looked at the lines in the script and couldn't help but read them out loud: "'I will accompany you through all the difficult roads, whether it is now or in the future.'"
Zhao Yin looked up at me, reached out and held my hand, and said seriously: "This is what I want to say to you."
My heart warmed, I put down the script, and leaned into his arms: "Zhao Yin, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
He lowered his head and kissed my lips, "Yeah, I know."
Before going to bed that night, I suddenly remembered the charity night and couldn't help asking Zhao Yin: "What color suits should we wear on the charity night?"
He was blow-drying my hair and smiled when he heard me say, "What color do you like? Black? Gray? Or blue?"
"Blue," I thought for a moment. "A light blue suit is perfect for spring and it suits you."
"Okay, then we'll choose a light blue suit." He turned off the hair dryer. "Okay, now that your hair is dry, go to bed early. We still have to choose clothes tomorrow."
I nodded and got into bed.
Zhao Yin lay down beside me, put his arms around me, let me lean on his chest, and soon fell asleep.
The next afternoon, we went to the costume studio together.
The designer had already prepared several light blue suits for us to try on.
I chose a slim-fit suit, which fits him well. Zhao Yin also chose a suit of the same style but in a different version, which looks very handsome in him.
The designer smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao Yin and Teacher Wen Xi look really good in these suits. They match very well. They are simply tailor-made for you."
I looked at ourselves in the mirror. We were wearing the same light blue suits and looked so good together. I couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Zhao Yin hugged me from behind and looked at us in the mirror. "We really are a good match."
After trying on the clothes, we confirmed the details with the designer and prepared to go home.
As soon as I walked out of the studio, I saw a car parked not far away. The window was lowered, revealing Shen Jiayan's face.
He obviously saw us as well, and waved with a smile: "Wenxi, Teacher Zhao Yin, what a coincidence?"
I didn't say anything, just nodded.
Zhao Yin held my hand and said calmly, "Come to choose clothes?"
"Yeah," Shen Jiayan glanced at us and said with a smile, "For charity night, you have to choose something nice to wear. But your suits are really nice. The light blue suits you two very well. It seems like you chose them as a couple's outfit on purpose?"
The sarcasm in this statement is obvious.
He looked at Shen Jiayan, his tone flat, "Don't worry about our costumes, Mr. Shen. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After saying that, he took my hand and turned to leave without giving Shen Jiayan a chance to speak.
After getting in the car, I couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't he let me speak just now? He was obviously teasing us."
Zhao Yin: "Arguing with him will only make you angry. It's not worth it. We just need to live our own lives well. That's more important than anything else."
I thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so I nodded: "Okay, I understand."
After driving for a while, Zhao Yin suddenly said, "By the way, on the charity night, I will hold your hand the whole time and won't let you face Shen Jiayan alone."
I looked at him and said, "Zhao Yin, you are so nice."
He chuckled and reached out to pinch my face: "Silly girl, if I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"
When I got home, my aunt had already prepared dinner, which was my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
We washed our hands and sat down at the dining table to eat. Auntie looked at us and said with a smile, "Did you go out to choose clothes today? You look very happy."
"Well," I said with a smile, "I picked out a light blue suit to wear to the charity night."
"Light blue is great," Auntie said with a smile, "it really complements your skin tone. You'll definitely look very handsome when the time comes."
We ate and chatted with Auntie, and the atmosphere was very warm.
After dinner, I couldn't help but say, "When we shoot this scene, I want to sit next to you, secretly watch you, and then you will find out, okay?"
"Okay." Zhao Yin agreed with a smile. "I'll pretend to be angry and ask you to study hard. Then, when the staff aren't paying attention, I'll secretly slip you a candy."
(Happiness is right beside us, you and I will be together forever.)
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