CH 59

TL: Hua

Ma Weiye’s whereabouts were uncertain. Although he said he came to the crew to take pictures, he was often there for a few days and then not for a few days.

He originally only took pictures for fashion magazines and didn’t accept private commissions. It is said that this time Wang Mingge personally invited him, so no one really cared even if he was absent.

He was not there when the wrap-up photo was taken today. Everyone thought he had finished work early and did not come. Unexpectedly, he came again after the wrap-up party was over today.

Ma Weiye wore a loose sweater and a baseball cap on his head. He said while chewing gum, “I have to go to the airport too; can I give you a ride?”

Qi Xiaoyu was anxious, but it was not shown on his face at this time.

He never liked Ma Weiye, even though the other had not done anything weird in the past two months.

He smiled slightly, and even his shoulders relaxed and slumped, “Thank you; I called a car.”

Ma Weiye looked at him with a teasing gaze that swept from Qi Xiaoyu’s face to his fingertips.

Qi Xiaoyu wore a white-printed T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a loose black and white knitted sweater outside. He removed his makeup today with no decorations on his face. He looked like a bright and clean youth, but when standing so casually, he had a kind of coldness and alienation that kept people away from him.

This is really interesting.

This complex and contradictory temperament is quite fascinating.

When he met Qi Xiaoyu for the first time, Ma Weiye found that this Qi Xiaoyu was not the same person as the original Qi Xiaoyu.

Ma Weiye smiled crookedly, looking nonchalant. “It’s hard to get a taxi here at night.”

“Xiaoyu, I heard from Brother Wang that it’s not easy to get a taxi here; otherwise…” Li Kun pressed his temple and followed him out of the KTV, looking drunk and having a headache. “Brother Xiaowei, why are you here? Are you… going to the airport?”

After saying that, he looked at Ma Weiye and then at Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t say anything, nor was he embarrassed. He even smiled at Ma Weiye openly, as if to say, I just don’t appreciate your kindness. What can you do to me?

Ma Weiye lowered the brim of his hat, smiled, flicked his fingers on the car door a few times casually, then looked up and said to Qi Xiaoyu, “Speaking of which, we had a good relationship before. Why are you acting so unfamiliar with me when we meet again now?”

The meaning of this sentence is…

Qi Xiaoyu’s eyes darkened.

He was sure that there was no Ma Weiye in the original novel; otherwise, he would have some impression of him, but the amount of information this person knew was obviously a bit too much.

Since the first time they met, he felt that there was something wrong with this person, but he couldn’t tell what the problem was.

Now that Ma Weiye said this, his mind was a little clearer.

But what exactly does Ma Weiye want to do?

Is this a character that exists in the original novel but is not mentioned, or a newly added character, or… Ma Weiye is not his real name. It’s normal for him to give himself a different identity when he knows so much about what’s going on.

Qi Xiaoyu had all kinds of doubts in his mind, but his face quickly calmed down, and he even naturally went around to the other side and opened the passenger door to get in. “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Ma Weiye smiled, waved to Li Kun outside the car window, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out along the quiet street.

In the film and television city late at night, except for one or two crews working overtime in the distance, other places were silent.

The car was very quiet, and no one spoke first.

Ma Weiye didn’t move until he passed a long red light intersection. He stretched out his hand, took out something like a medicine bottle from the storage compartment, and threw it to Qi Xiaoyu. “Spray, for sprains.”

Qi Xiaoyu also didn’t try to be pretentious. He picked up the white spray bottle and read the instructions on the back. It was indeed for sprains, so he removed the cap and sprayed a few times on the place where he sprained two days ago.

Ma Weiye glanced at Qi Xiaoyu’s action through peripheral vision, and he forced a smile again. “I heard that you invested in “Mangchuan Luan”?”

Qi Xiaoyu rubbed his wrist slowly and responded very casually, “Yeah.”

He was patient and not at all anxious.

Since it was Ma Weiye who came to him, the other party had a purpose in mind and should be more anxious than him.

Ma Weiye smiled again. In his peripheral vision, Qi Xiaoyu’s eyelids drooped slightly, without any panic, which made him feel more interested.

“You have good eyesight. This movie will be a hit.”

“Really? Just invest and see.”

Ma Weiye, “Although you are a professional actor, what’s the point of acting in front of me?”

Qi Xiaoyu curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

“It should feel good to be a big star.”

“Not bad.”

“Of course it’s good. Money, fame, and status—which one is not better than a man?”

Qi Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow and did not comment.

Ma Weiye’s appearance, on the contrary, suppressed the eagerness and desire to return to the Xun family that he had felt at the very beginning.

He had never thought that he would encounter such a plot before.

Ma Weiye turned the steering wheel to the left and turned a corner.

“Based on my observations during this period, I think we should be the same kind of people. Don’t you want to change your ending?”

Qi Xiaoyu looked up at him. What should he say? Ma Weiye is quite good at guessing people’s hearts.

Of course he… wants to change his own ending. Who wants to end up in a miserable situation?

However, if this was said to him a few months ago, it would be more convincing.

Ma Weiye raised his lips and looked forward. “Some people are unreliable… Why not cooperate with me? I can give you everything you want. I can make you more famous; I can help you get rid of those people you hate… If you cooperate with me, I guarantee you a different ending.”

Qi Xiaoyu retracted his gaze and looked forward. He spoke slowly, and his voice even carried a bit of sincere humility. “Thank you for your kindness.”

Ma Weiye laughed out loud when he heard this: “If Qi Xiaoyu in the past was as smart as you, I might have been tempted a long time ago.”

“Really?” Qi Xiaoyu responded casually again.

A corner of the airport has appeared at the intersection ahead.

Ma Weiye parked the car at the door of the departure floor. “Let’s keep in touch? Don’t refuse so quickly. You will need me for something.”

Qi Xiaoyu had his hands in his pockets and didn’t make a statement.

Ma Weiye stretched out a hand and leaned on the car window. “I think you should be interested in the movie “The Departed”.

Seeing that Qi Xiaoyu didn’t respond, he added, “Tang Yuning will come to participate. Aren’t you curious about him? He is your future rival in love.” After that, he took out his mobile phone and said, “I will send the director’s WeChat to your assistant. See you then.”

Qi Xiaoyu was originally hesitating about those feelings that had just emerged, like flower buds that were about to bloom in the wind and rain.

He was also worried and anxious about Xun Qian.

However, Ma Weiye’s sudden appearance and Tang Yuning’s upcoming appearance have calmed all the restlessness at once.

Only one thing remains.

He thinks Xun Qian needs him.

Although Ma Weiye didn’t mention anything else except that he wanted to cooperate with him, in this story, if he wants to rewrite anything, it will most likely be directed toward Xun Qian.

Ma Weiye was right. He was eager to change the ending of the character “Qi Xiaoyu,”  but now… he also wanted to slightly change Xun Qian’s story line.

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath and walked quickly towards the security checkpoint.

It had just rained in S City.

The rain washed away the noise of the city, leaving a fresh and clear feeling.

At dawn in early April, the air was filled with the fragrance of rain and grass.

The taxi drove all the way to the western suburbs.

On the road, the flowers were covered with morning dew.

The early birds chirped crisply.

The taxi driver looked at Qi Xiaoyu several times in the rearview mirror, and finally couldn’t help asking, “Are you the star in the TV series?”

Qi Xiaoyu hooked the mask under his chin with his fingers and nodded with a smile. He thought the driver was talking about “The Legend of the Tang Dynasty Empress,”  which was recently broadcast in prime time on two satellite TV stations.

“You have beautiful eyes. I recognized you at a glance, even when you’re wearing a mask.”

The taxi driver laughed, “I just saw the TV series you acted in last night. Your acting was so good that I thought you had the same personality as that little prince, but I didn’t expect you to be so quiet. You even took a taxi when you went out. Aren’t celebrities all super rich?”

Qi Xiaoyu wanted to say thank you for the compliment, but when he heard the last sentence, he didn’t know how to answer for a while. He just invested his 7 million savings, so he was quite poor.

Fortunately, the taxi driver didn’t give him time to answer and started talking on his own, “My daughter likes you too. I saw you on her phone screen. Can you let me take a picture later?”

Qi Xiaoyu hadn’t been home for more than two months. He was a little timid because he was close to home. Now there was a driver talking all the way, which distracted him a lot.

The taxi drove all the way into the high-end villa area in the western suburbs.

It was just six o’clock, and no one had gotten up yet.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t disturb anyone. He opened the door and went upstairs by himself, heading directly to Xun Qian’s room.

He saw Xun Qian’s bedroom with a light on as soon as he was downstairs.

Just as he pushed open the door, he saw a black shadow darting out.

White-browed Hero was so excited that it whimpered softly, and its two claws frantically scratched Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu quickly picked it up, rubbed its chin, let it kiss him, and coaxed it to keep quiet.

Xun Qian fell asleep in the wheelchair.

It had been almost two months since he last saw him, and Xun Qian had lost a lot of weight.

Perhaps it’s not that he lost weight, but he had always been like this, with a face as small as a palm, and even if you took a camera to capture him from a dead angle, it would still be sharp without any extra flesh.

But Qi Xiaoyu’s current mood made him feel that Xun Qian had lost weight.

He stood there, not knowing what he was going to do. He didn’t want to wake up Xun Qian, nor did he want to just leave.

A mixture of pity, longing, dependence, and worry surged in his heart, and he himself could not figure out which emotion was dominant.

Finally, his eyes fell on the scattered documents on Xun Qian’s desk.

He thought of the decline in Wanhai Real Estate’s stock price and the ill-intentioned Ma Weiye.

With the amount of information in Ma Weiye’s hands, it would not be too difficult to do something unfavorable to Xun Qian, such as now…

He thought Xun Qian must have a lot of troubles in his heart.

There was no one to help him, and no one for him to rely on.

When Xun Qian woke up, he heard the barking of their dog in the yard and the laughter of Butler Cheng.

All the sounds, mixed with the April sunshine, drifted in from the window.

He rubbed his temples. Lack of sleep gave him a headache and chest tightness.

There was a thermos cup on the table, and he brought it over. The water in it was still warm, neither hot nor cold, just the right temperature.

He took a few sips, and his throat felt much better. Then he pushed his wheelchair to the window.

On the lawn under the window, Qi Xiaoyu was playing with the little black dog. He threw the ball, and the little black dog dashed out to pick it up.

The little black dog had grown a little bigger, with shiny fur and a strong body. When it ran, it seemed that the whole lawn was filled with its scurrying shadow.

Qi Xiaoyu wore a set of gray-striped silk pajamas and squatted on the lawn to wave at the little black dog. He looked as relaxed as when he was drinking tea here for the first time.

Xun Qian looked for a while, and downstairs, Qi Xiaoyu looked up as if he had telepathy and waved at him, “Are you awake? Why don’t you come down for breakfast?”

He said, “Come down quickly; I made an appointment with Dr. Song. Let’s go to the hospital today after breakfast, shall we?”