The next afternoon, inside the slightly shaking carriage.
Douzi was browsing his phone in the passenger seat, while Song Yecheng was sitting in the back seat reading the script.
The three-day filming in the mountains has ended, and this morning the crew members have quickly packed all the equipment and instruments into the car at the village entrance.
Jiang Bei and several special actors did not need to go to Yinling. Zhuang Yan arranged a car to take them directly to the airport for their respective return trips.
Before leaving, Jiang Bei stood under a tree at the entrance of the village, patting the back of Jiang Que's hand like an old cadre inspecting the people in the disaster area, telling him not to stay up late, eat on time, and always carry some candy with him. Jiang Que choked him with the words "Send me the report card after the midterm exam", turned around, waved his sleeves mercilessly, and got into the car.
After they left, the remaining people had lunch in the village and set off for Yinling together in the afternoon.
Originally, Zhuang Yan wanted to arrange for Jiang Que and Song Yecheng to ride in the same car with the idea of "letting you spend enough time with Teacher Bai", but Song Yecheng took into consideration that Jiang Que should be sleeping in the afternoon according to his schedule, and was afraid that Douzi would be too noisy and disturb his rest in the car, so he asked Zhuang Yan to arrange a separate car for Jiang Que.
At this time, the convoy had driven out of the mountains and onto the road leading to Yinling. As expected, Douzi was restless all the way, muttering a few words from time to time in the front seat.
"Hey, Brother Cheng, look!" Douzi didn't know what he had seen, and turned around and handed over the phone for the one hundred and eightyth time.
"Tsk." Song Yecheng looked up in disdain and found a Weibo post on the screen that revealed that the filming location of "Searching for the Light" was in Yinling. The blogger claimed that his friend was an insider and the news was absolutely true.
Song Yecheng looked indifferent: "So what?"
This kind of thing is not uncommon. Whether it is a movie or a TV series, as long as it is shot in the city, confidentiality will inevitably be reduced. After all, it is impossible to come and go without a trace when you are surrounded by the vast sea of people. As long as the specific scene and the corresponding shooting time are not exposed, there will basically not be any major trouble.
"Ah..." Douzi put his phone away and sighed in a condescending manner, "It's still better to be in the mountains! Once I return to the city, it will be crowded with people everywhere. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry!"
There is nothing wrong with this. If you stay in a high-pressure environment for a long time, you will get used to it. But after a few days of relaxing, you will feel a lot of pressure when you return to the original environment.
"Then you should cry now," Song Yecheng said, looking down at the script again without any mercy, "otherwise you'll get off the car crying and people will think I did something to you."
Douzi sighed again and suddenly began to sing: "I want to cry but I can't - wait until my longing is like the sea - drowning me - eh? What's going on up ahead?"
Song Yecheng was annoyed and was about to ask him to shut up, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but look up and forward, and saw a car pulled over not far ahead, which seemed to be the one Jiang Que was riding in.
Seeing Jiang Que and the driver open the door and get out of the car, Song Yecheng realized that there might be an emergency and hurriedly called to the driver: "Stop."
The car slowed down and stopped next to that car. Song Yecheng lowered the window and asked, "What's wrong?"
The driver's expression looked distorted, and he even stuttered for a moment: "Teacher Bai said... there was something making noises in the trunk."
"What?!" Bean in the front row said in horror.
This really sounded creepy. Song Yecheng couldn't help but frown and confirm: "Trunk?"
Jiang Que nodded, not seeming to be joking.
Song Yecheng threw the script aside, opened the door and got out of the car. Douzi followed him out quickly, and they all walked to the back of the car together.
The driver had unlocked the trunk before getting out of the car. The trunk lid was open a little, but no sound came out.
Just as Jiang Que was about to reach out his hand, Song Yecheng stopped him with one hand without saying a word, and lifted up the trunk lid with the other hand.
At that moment, a white shadow in the box rushed towards Song Yecheng's chest at lightning speed, frightening Douzi and the driver so much that they both took a step back: "Fuck!"
Song Yecheng was also surprised. He leaned back slightly and looked down, only to find that it was actually a cat. Judging from its fur color, it seemed to be the same one he had seen in Jiang Que's backyard.
Song Yecheng had taken off his coat after getting in the car and was now wearing only a sweater. The cat was hanging on his sweater with all four paws, looking up at him eagerly: "Meow?"
"Oh my god, there really is something there?" The driver was puzzled. "When did it get in there?"
Jiang Que was also confused. He remembered that when he put the luggage into the trunk, it was clearly empty. He didn't know why the cat appeared here.
But now was obviously not the time to discuss why. He immediately reached out to take the pendant-like thing off Song Yecheng's chest, but he didn't expect that the thing would be like a softened U-shaped magnet, tightly adhering to Song Yecheng's sweater and refusing to let go.
Jiang Que had no choice but to use a little force, and ended up watching the cat's claws pull out a piece of thread from his clothes.
Seeing that the thread was getting longer and longer... Jiang Que and Song Yecheng slowly looked at each other.
What Jiang Que saw in his eyes was: Could this be a limited edition sweater?
What was written in Song Yecheng's eyes was: Are you planning to turn my high collar into a deep V by yourself?
"Oh my God! You really dare to catch anything!" Douzi hurriedly reached out to help, and carefully rescued the thread end from the cat's claws. However, the thread end had already become like a lifeless forsythia, hanging straight on Song Yecheng's chest, swaying miserably in the cold wind.
Song Yecheng ignored the thread: "What do you do now? Send it back? Or take it with you?"
It took several hours to drive the car out of the mountains, so it was obviously not practical to send it back. Besides, Jiang Que always felt that the cat had sneaked into the trunk for a reason. After thinking it over, he decided: "Take it with you."
As he spoke, he held the cat in one hand and opened the suitcase with the other, pulling out a brand new towel from inside and wrapping it up.
In the brief few seconds when the suitcase was opened and closed, Song Yecheng suddenly saw dozens of packaging bags neatly stacked inside, almost taking up half of the suitcase.
That's cat food.
It was exactly the same bag as the one found under the wall in the backyard that day.
Although Jiang Que had said at the time that he brought the cat food from home, Song Yecheng never expected there would be so much.
Who would stuff dozens of bags of cat food in their suitcase when traveling long distances? Is this a plan to open a stray cat shelter?
Jiang Que didn't notice Song Yecheng's strange look. After wrapping the cat up, he looked at his sweater and asked, "Do you need to change your clothes?"
Song Yecheng glanced down and flicked the thread indifferently: "It's okay, I'll change it on the way. You get in the car, and when we get to the city, we'll find a veterinary hospital to give it a checkup, vaccinations, and deworming. By the way, we can also buy the cat bed, cat litter, litter box, cat climbing frame and other things."
He rattled off a long list of words, but Jiang Que's emphasis was solely on the word "we." It felt as if they had adopted a cat together. After a long pause, he finally said, "Oh."
"Well," Song Yecheng nodded like the headmaster, "Get in the car, don't stay here in the wind."
Jiang Que gave him an ambiguous look, then finally got into the car with the driver, holding the cat.
Douzi turned around and walked towards their own trunk, intending to find a new piece of clothing for Song Yecheng.
Song Yecheng stood there and watched Jiang Que's car drive away. Just as he walked back to the car, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Song Yecheng took it out and looked at it, raising his eyebrows in surprise. He swiped the dial and opened the car door and got in. "Hello?"
"You're in Yinling?" The tone of the voice on the other end was quite incredible, and even the ending tone unconsciously rose 360 degrees.
Song Yecheng couldn't help laughing: "Oh, you are well-informed?"
On the other end of the line was his childhood friend, Zuo Jianqing, a young medical talent who had recently returned from further studies abroad. Before returning, he'd promised to get together, but since returning, he'd been busier than Song Yecheng, dispatched daily to various conferences around the country to address difficult cases. As a result, the two hadn't even seen each other since.
"Is this true?" Zuo Jianqing was still in disbelief. "Do you know where I am?"
"Where?" Song Yecheng had a premonition. "Are you also in Yinling?"
"Oh, not really," Zuo Jianqing said, "but it's quite close to you. I'm in Zhuangzhou."
It is indeed very close. Zhuangzhou and Yinling are in the same province, and the drive takes only two or three hours. It would be even faster if you take the high-speed rail.
"Why did you go there?" Song Yecheng asked curiously.
Zuo Jianqing said helplessly, "Oh, isn't it another seminar? The Army General Hospital here has convened a bunch of difficult cases for discussion. I just came out of the meeting and heard a few nurses say there were rumors online that you were filming in Yinling. I thought, hey, isn't this fate? Has the heavens seen that we, a pair of star-crossed lovers, haven't seen each other for so long and are building a bridge for us?"
Song Yecheng hadn't expected this to be such a coincidence, so he smiled and said, "So what's going on now? Is the meeting over? Why don't you come find me?"
"No, it's still open for two more days," Zuo Jianqing said, "Do you have to stay there for a long time? How about I come to see you in two days? What's that called? Oh, right, to visit you on the job?"
"Okay," Song Yecheng agreed readily, "Just tell me in advance when the time comes, and I'll take you to see someone."
"Who is it?" Zuo Jianqing asked curiously, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. "Oh my god, it can't be that Tang Yao? Oh no, I forgot to ask before. Could it be that you really have been straightened?"
Song Yecheng was helpless and amused. He knew that Zuo Jianqing had no time to pay attention to gossip when he was busy, and the news was as delayed as if the village network was connected. "What a mess! That matter is over a long time ago, okay? I'm talking about Teacher Bai. He's with the group this time."
Zuo Jianqing's mind went blank for a moment before he suddenly realized, "What the hell? Bai Yeling? We finally meet? So you've finally seen the moon after waiting for so long. What does he look like?"
Song Yecheng was at a loss for words: "How can I describe this to you? Anyway, wait until you come and see for yourself, then I'll tell you in detail."
Hearing this, Zuo Jianqing didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, it just so happens that I encountered a few strange cases this time, and I plan to share them with you so that you can see the wonderful world. Then I will let you know in advance."
"Okay, see you then." Song Yecheng responded and then hung up the phone.
Putting down his phone, he realized Douzi hadn't gotten on the bus yet. He stuck his head out and called out, "Brother, why don't you just pick up a sweater? Are you knitting one?"
Douzi responded vaguely, and I couldn't hear clearly what he said.
Song Yecheng was about to turn his head back when he suddenly remembered what he had agreed with Jiang Que. He added to the back of his head, "Oh, take out your hat, mask, and sunglasses too. They'll be needed later!"
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