ISWMQ – Chapter 115

Even though it was through a screen, when Chu Feiliang spoke in such a low tone and with such a deep, affectionate gaze, Rong Guang found it a little hard to bear.

The expression on her face, however, honestly conveyed all her thoughts.

That infatuation and affection were impossible to hide.

Chu Feiliang’s smile gradually deepened.

Rong Guang’s eyes curved as she said, “Sister, did you talk to my grandma like that just now? You… you’re such a sweet-talker.”

Chu Feiliang let out a soft laugh, put a piece of vegetable in her mouth, and said with some satisfaction, “Of course. You know me, I always say what’s appropriate for the person and situation. This time, meeting your grandma, I naturally had to say what a grand… junior should say.”

Rong Guang looked skeptical, holding back a laugh. “What were you about to say just now?”

What a grandson should say?

Wasn’t she cursing herself?

Chu Feiliang’s smile deepened along with hers. She said with a laugh, “You’re such a sly little thing.”

Rong Guang wrinkled her nose and laughed along with her.

Rong Guang chatted idly with Chu Feiliang for a while longer, leisurely talking about this and that. When she occasionally got tired of talking, she would do her own thing, yet they could always seamlessly pick up the conversation with something else. Before they knew it, Chu Feiliang had actually eaten more than half of her meal.

When Yan Congxue was helping her clean up the trash, she paused in surprise, then said happily, “It seems Sister Lulu was right. Putting Rong Guang in front of you really does help your appetite. The real person is so much more effective than a photo.”

Rong Guang was still on camera. The moment she heard her name, her ears perked up alertly. She raised the hand she was writing with and said, her eyes shining, “Sister, were you not eating properly again?”

Chu Feiliang flatly denied it, refusing to bring it up. “Of course not.”

Rong Guang began to earnestly admonish her, not at all realizing how cute her old-fashioned, serious manner was. “You have to eat more. Only by eating more can you have a healthy body, get enough nutrients, and keep your spirits up…”

Chu Feiliang silently closed her mouth.

Then she glanced at the takeout box in front of her, which had about two large mouthfuls of rice left.

She really couldn’t eat any more, but it also seemed like she could still stuff a little more in.

Chu Feiliang paused, glanced at Rong Guang, and expressionlessly picked up that mouthful of rice. She stared at it for a moment before putting it in her mouth. Then she added a chopstick-full of vegetables and began to chew slowly, right in front of Rong Guang.

Rong Guang also fell silent, just watching as Chu Feiliang finished off that mouthful of rice.

Then she started to urge nervously, “Sister, drink some more soup—don’t just drink water, drink some soup for a balanced diet…”

Yan Congxue saw the opportunity and silently handed over a small bowl of chicken soup with the oil skimmed off.

Chu Feiliang looked at the bowl of soup, twirling a spoon in one hand, and finally sensed that something was off. She looked up with a faint smile and said, “You’re getting more and more daring with managing me now…”

In the past, if she said she didn’t want to eat, Rong Guang would never have had the heart to force her.

Rong Guang’s ears turned bright red. She grabbed her ear with her fingers, folding it over to pretend she hadn’t heard anything.

Chu Feiliang hummed with a smile and bared her teeth at her, but she still picked up the bowl and slowly drank the soup.

Only after seeing Chu Feiliang finish all her food and get ready to take her phone outside to walk it off did Rong Guang finally say, “How about you video call me every time you eat from now on?”

“Hmm?” Chu Feiliang was leaning on a selfie stick, so full that she couldn’t help but stick her stomach out, her feet unconsciously turning outwards.

She had no regard for her image whatsoever.

In the past, who would have believed she could be this stuffed?

However, this loss of image felt joyful. It was an unprecedented sense of relaxation that made one feel comfortable from the bottom of their heart.

Rong Guang’s face was a little red as she said in a small voice, “No… didn’t you say that looking at me helps your appetite…?”

Chu Feiliang burst out laughing with a ‘pfft’.

Then she tilted her head and thought for a moment. “It’s a good idea, but what if you’re in class when I want to eat? B University is very strict about classes. Be careful not to get caught by your professor for secretly being on a video call.”

Rong Guang’s voice was even quieter this time. “But… isn’t there a scene like that in The Lover? The scene where you… you force me to video call you during class…?”

Chu Feiliang narrowed her eyes. “You’ve read the script?”

“I’ve flipped through it roughly.” Rong Guang’s gaze drifted slightly.

In her past life, The Lover had been a massive hit for so many years, not just because it was one of the few proper dual-female-lead movies to hit the big screen, but also because the production team dared to film it.

At that time, not many female artists in the industry dared to take on such a thankless project. Although the same-sex marriage law had been passed long ago, the issue of sexual orientation had been deeply ingrained in the old-fashioned mindset of the country for so long that it wasn’t easily accepted. One misstep could even ruin a career.

So when The Lover was first released, its box office performance showed a shocking reversal.

The first day’s one hundred million box office was entirely due to the influence of Chu Feiliang, Rong Guang, and the production team—it was completely propped up by fans. On that first day, countless people had predicted its failure and were not optimistic about the film.

But in the short week that followed, the box office for The Lover broke 1.3 billion, and later reached the highest peak in the history of arthouse films. It was even re-released countless times, and there were always many viewers who would rewatch it.

And after that… Rong Guang and Chu Feiliang often appeared in various fan edits, becoming a walking library of source material.

The Chu Feiliang of that time really knew how to play.

Many of the actions, scenes, makeup, and hairstyles… were actually decided by Chu Feiliang herself.

Thinking of those things, Rong Guang’s thoughts drifted away again.

Chu Feiliang let out a couple of soft laughs as she walked on the gravel path outside. “It’s fine to familiarize yourself with it beforehand, but you don’t need to read it constantly—it’s still a long time until we join the production. If you read it too much, you’ll lose that initial fondness and imagination you have when you first read it. Creation requires maintaining a sense of freshness.”

Rong Guang nodded obediently.

Then she yawned, looked at Chu Feiliang, and blinked. “Sister, which day in the next few days will you have a lighter filming schedule?”

Chu Feiliang glanced at her. “What’s up?”

“I want to visit you on set.” Rong Guang’s eyes curved into a smile. “I can bring you some incense to help you sleep. It’s getting colder, and Grandma has adjusted the scent of the incense for the dead of winter. It will be much more comfortable. It should be delivered to me in a couple of days.”

“Just mail it to me.” Chu Feiliang stopped walking for a moment and said with a sigh, “You’ve been quite busy lately, haven’t you? Do you even have the time?”

Rong Guang thought about it and figured she probably couldn’t hide it anyway, so she obediently told her.

Next, not only did she have to keep up with her university courses, but she also had to attend Big Dipper’s internal artist training classes—acting, physique, martial arts… she couldn’t fall behind in any of them.

Thinking about it, it was indeed a bit overwhelming.

The only good thing was that since she had been using her English, she hadn’t completely forgotten it. Her basic conversational skills were perfectly fine.

Because she didn’t even know where her grandma’s house was, so if she lost it, she’d never be able to find it again.

But even though it was hard work… time was something that could always be squeezed out.

Rong Guang didn’t want to give up any time she could spend with Chu Feiliang, not even a tiny bit.

If she failed a course, she could retake it. If Chu Feiliang was gone, she really wouldn’t be able to find her anywhere.

So Rong Guang said, “But I want to see you myself, and…”

Chu Feiliang waited quietly for her to continue.

Rong Guang felt embarrassed for a moment, but still said, “If I bring it to you, it’ll definitely be faster than express delivery—express would take at least a day. If I mail it tomorrow, it’ll arrive the day after tomorrow, or even the day after that. It’s snowing heavily now, and the roads to the film base are blocked and hard to travel, so delivery will definitely be slower. It’s different if I deliver it myself. I can leave in the morning and arrive in the afternoon!”

Chu Feiliang nodded deeply, thought about it carefully, and was amused by Rong Guang’s line of reasoning. “Very logical.”

Rong Guang shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue, and couldn’t help but smile sheepishly.

There was nothing Chu Feiliang could do. “Come if you want to. Be safe on the road. Give me a call when you’re close, and I’ll come out to pick you up.”

Rong Guang nodded obediently, her gaze soft as she looked at Chu Feiliang.

Chu Feiliang’s heart melted under her gaze, and she finally said softly, “I miss you too.”

The tips of Rong Guang’s ears burned.

However, Chu Feiliang wasn’t finished.

Her voice continued to come through the phone, her speech light and slow. “It’s strange, really. It hasn’t been long since we parted, but my heart feels like it’s being scratched by a little kitten’s paw. I’m always thinking of you, especially that scent of yours…”

Rong Guang couldn’t help but hold her breath and sniff herself carefully.

She couldn’t smell her own scent, but… she suddenly missed Chu Feiliang’s scent too.

Chu Feiliang continued, “And you know, I always feel like my bed is a bit too damp and cold. I often wake up from the cold after falling asleep, and the base was just built, so it’s lacking everything…”

Rong Guang was stunned, and her mental shopping list instantly grew by another item. “Should I bring you an electric blanket? What about a small space heater? Do they sell them at the small shop downstairs? If not, I can buy a small one first…”

Seeing Rong Guang’s anxious look, Chu Feiliang couldn’t bear to tease her anymore.

She laughed and said, “No need. I have an electric blanket. It’s just that my arms here…”

Rong Guang paused, sensing that something was off.

“My arms here, they’re missing a big personal heater to hug, so they always feel a bit empty.” Chu Feiliang sighed, and her other arm, not wanting to be left out, rose to make a hugging gesture. She smiled brightly and said, “Not only do they feel empty, but it’s also cold, and I always feel lonely with no one to talk to.”

Rong Guang’s mouth fell open. She finally realized, belatedly, that she… had fallen into Chu Feiliang’s trap again.

How did she become so good at saying all these things…?

Rong Guang fell into deep suspicion, but driven by instinct, she still said intuitively, “Then I’ll come find you as soon as possible. I… I’ll stay the night at the base before I leave.”

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