CFJTM Chapter 89. [Extended scene] “Or, you don’t want to go with me?”

CFJTM Chapter 89. [Extended scene] “Or, you don’t want to go with me?”

TN: Be ready for a little more heart pricking, 3 more chapters to go till HC’s enlightenment!

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“No, just a bit emotional.” Shen Qingshu whispered.

“Look at you becoming like this from reading the script tonight. You still have the ceek t ask me to go back and sleep in separate rooms from you tonight?”

Shen Qingshu looked at him and wondered if he was thinking too much. It was clearly what he had asked for before, but now that Han Cheng agreed, he was a little unwilling.

But he nodded, “En.”

Han Cheng pinched his face and got out of bed.

“It’s too late. You go to rest, I’m leaving”

“Okay.” Shen Qingshu replied.

He sent Han Cheng out of the door, waved his hand and watched him walk away step by step, before slowly closing the door.

Shen Qingshu stood with his back against the door for a while before slowly walking to the inner room.

Instead of going to bed in a hurry, he continued to look at the script. In fact, he was already very familiar with the script. With his eyes closed, he could recite the lines inside, but he still liked to read it more.

Because when reading the script, his heart is very quiet, he has many things to think about, which can calm his whole person.

Shen Qingshu read for a while and heard someone knocking at the door. When he went out to find that it was the two assistants of the female lead Lu Xue.

“The fruit Xue jie ordered a few days ago arrived. Xue jie asked us to give everyone a share and have a taste, Shen ge, this is for you.”

One of the two assistants extended a bag and the other was holding a fruit box with already half the contents gone.

Shen Qingshu took it and said politely, “Thank you. Help me thank Xue jie too.”

“Okay, Shen ge, have a good rest. We will send fruit to the others.”

“En.”

Shen Qingshu closed the door, went to the table and opened the fruit box. This fruit box was obviously made with care. There were some fruits of various colours, which were neatly placed in the box. Because they were not big, they looked all the more exquisite.

Shen Qingshu took out half and left half. Then he picked up the fruit box and prepared to send fruit to Han Cheng.

He took the room card and went out of the door. He went to the door that Xiao Li had opened for Han Cheng and knocked on the door, but he didn’t hear any response.

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Shen Qingshu knocked again. After waiting for a while, no one answered.

He took out his cell phone and called Han Cheng, “aren’t you in the room?”

“Did you come find me?” Han Cheng was surprised, “wait a minute, I’ll go back now.”

Shen Qingshu was about to answer, but he heard Bai Jian’s voice vaguely coming from the other end of the phone, “Is it Shen ge? He’s looking for you?”

Shen Qingshu remained silent for a moment.

For the second time, in a place he didn’t know, Han Cheng met Bai Jian again.

This is the so-called fate, the destined love.

“No.” He hurriedly said, “You’re busy. Don’t worry about coming back. It’s alright I’ll go back first.”

Han Cheng wanted to say something, but Shen Qingshu had already hung up.

Han Cheng looked at the mobile phone showing [the call has ended] and was helpless.

He turned and looked at Bai Jian. “I’m leaving.”

Bai Jian nodded and said to him, “Thank you again.”

“No need.” Han Cheng waved his hand.

“I’ll treat you to dinner.” Bai Jian unconsciously grabbed his trousers and said, “In thanks for helping me twice.”

“No need.” Han Cheng said, turned around and left without looking back.

Bai Jian looked at his natural and unrestrained gestures, feeling envious and sad.

He envied that Han Cheng could help him get out of trouble easily. He was sad that people like him could not enter Han Cheng’s eyes.

Han Cheng got on the elevator, walked back to Shen Qingshu’s door and knocked.

Shen Qingshu opened the door suspiciously. Seeing that it was him, he was even more confused.

“Why are you back?”

Wasn’t he with Bai Jian?

“Aren’t you looking for me?” Han Cheng went in and said, “what can I do for you?”

Shen Qingshu smiled, walked to the table, picked up the fruit box and handed it to him, “Xue jie of the same crew sent fruit and I divided you half.”

“So good to me?” Han Cheng raised his eyebrows.

“Yes.” Shen Qingshu said with a smile, “So take your fruit and go back to eat.”

Han Cheng took his fruit, opened it, picked out Shen Qing’s favourites and put it on the table. “These are for you, you eat.”

“No, I left some for myself.” Shen Qingshu said.

“It’s okay.” Han Cheng looked at him with a smile.

Seeing him like this, Shen Qingshu didn’t push back any more. He tilted his head and laughed, “Were you together with Bai Jian? And you said that you are not destined? “

Speaking of this, Han Cheng was a little helpless. “Xiao Li said he will deliver my room card over. I said it was unnecessary and went to get it myself. As a result, when I came back from getting the card, I saw that he was bullied, so I helped him.”

Shen Qingshu elongated his tone and said, “Oh~ another scene of the hero saving the beauty?”

“Just an act of bravery.” Han Cheng didn’t take it seriously.

“So you have to admit that you two are really destined. It’s been twice. I’m on a crew with him and I haven’t met him so many times.”

Han Cheng: …

“Then I really have bad luck. I can encounter this trouble every time.”

“This is not trouble, this is fate.”

Han Cheng laughed. “Do you know what fate is? Put more attention on your script.”

He knocked Shen Qingshu on the head.

Shen Qingshu touched his head and said to himself, I not only know what fate is, but also how deep your fate is!

When he thought of this, he thought that it would not be long before Han Cheng and Bai Jian would attract each other, and then they would know more about each other and fall in love.

“Han Cheng, let me ask you a question.” He asked in a gentle tone.

“What?”

“Do you remember your former car friends?” Shen Qingshu pretended to be casual and said, “you haven’t mentioned them to me. How does this car compare with those before me? Am I particularly good and qualified?”

Han Cheng: !!!

Han Cheng felt guilty for a moment. “Why do you suddenly ask this?”

“Simple curiosity? Hey, what cars have you driven? What kind of cars? Give me second hand experience.”

“I forgot.” Han Cheng opened his mouth and lied, “I have experienced so many, that I have trouble remembering them each.”

“Don’t you remember even one?”

“No.” Han Cheng didn’t hesitate. “It’s all in the past. Who is bored enough to go over their memories?”

Most importantly due to lack of time, he can’t make any up.

Listening, Shen Qingshu seems to have been pricked by something.

See, Han Cheng can’t remember.

Sure enough.

Who will go out of their way to remember such things?

It’s inappropriate.

Shen Qingshu blinked and silently looked at the person in front of him. He really had a romantic appearance. His eyes were turned up, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, but he didn’t make people feel amorous. Maybe it was because his eyes were beautiful, they were like peach blossoms. They seemed to be filled with endless friendliness. Every time he looked at you, it was as if you were in his heart.

They look very affectionate.

“Why do you suddenly look at me like that?” Han Cheng squinted at him.

Shen Qingshu smiled and said to him, “do you know Xu Zhimo’s 《By chance》?” ¹ 

“What?”

Shen Qingshu recited to him slowly:

I am a cloud in the sky,

By chance casting a shadow on the ripples of your heart!

Don’t be surprised,

Nor should you be overjoyed.

I will soon vanish without a trace.

You and I met in the dark sea;

You have your direction and I have mine.

Remember if you will,

Better yet if you forget

The spark we exchanged in our encounter. ² 

Han Cheng: ????

“Why are you suddenly saying this?”

“You look so handsome.” Shen Qingshu smiled.

“Naturally.” Han Cheng was very proud, “but what does this have to do with《By chance》?”

Shen Qingshu chuckled and pushed his back. “Go back. It’s late, I’m going to sleep.”

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“So did you just suddenly become a poet?”

“Can’t I?” Shen Qingshu said with a smile, “I’m an author. I will think of some literary creations occasionally.”

Han Cheng thinks he’s a little strange. Then again, who makes him both a writer and an actor? It’s not strange to occasionally become literary and artistic.

“Then I’ll go.” He whispered.

Shen Qingshu escorted him out of the door. He watched Han Cheng go farther and farther, and said to himself: you can remember, it’s better if you forget, the spark we exchanged in our encounter.

He smiled, lowered his head and walked towards the bathroom.

It was another uneasy dream. Shen Qingshu woke up and thought carefully for a long time, but he couldn’t remember what happened in the dream. He just vaguely remembered that he was unhappy in the dream. He never made it difficult for himself. If he couldn’t remember it, he didn’t think about it. Getting out of bed he washed and was ready to go for breakfast.

He sent Han Cheng a wechat and asked him: [Awake?]

[Awake] Han Cheng replied, [open the door for me in two minutes.]

Shen Qingshu: ????

Shen Qingshu pinched the watch in doubt and went out to open the door. He saw Han Cheng standing outside the door with a breakfast bag in his hand.

“You woke up so early?” Shen Qingshu was surprised.

“Thanks to sleeping in separate rooms, I woke up early.” Han Cheng yawned and entered the door. “I haven’t slept alone for a long time, so I was unused to it after suddenly sleeping in separate rooms.”

“Didn’t you sleep in the hotel alone during your Spring Festival business trip?”

“Can that be the same? You weren’t in the same hotel at that time.”

Shen Qingshu smiled ingratiatingly, “I know you’ve worked hard, come and eat more at breakfast.”

“I bought breakfast.” Han Cheng looked at him, “Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? Or should I say borrowing my flowers to offer to this Buddha.”

Shen Qingshu stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth. “You talk a lot, let’s have a good meal.”

Han Cheng chuckled and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun.

After dinner, Shen Qingshu got ready to film.

He went to the dressing room to put on makeup and change into his costume. As a result, he was called by Meng Zhi as soon as he arrived at the set.

Han Cheng didn’t follow this time, but looked at them from a distance with a frown.

Meng Zhi talked about the scene to be filmed for a while before asking him, “Do you have time next Thursday?”

“Ah?” Shen Qingshu looked at him, “what’s up?”

“Next Thursday’s the premiere of “Dark tide surge ” it is also a crime film. This film has won awards at the film festival before, so I want to show you. I can also advise you on where you need to improve according to the performances of others in the film.”

Shen Qing was stunned. “Just the two of us?”

“Otherwise?” Meng Zhi asked him, “Do you still want to go with everyone?”

Shen Qingshu shook his head, but he and Meng Zhi going to the movies, even for the teaching of acting skills, will definitely make Han Cheng unhappy.

“I can’t go. Thank you, Meng ge, for taking care of me. I’m very grateful, but I have other things next Thursday, so I may not be able to go. Sorry.”

“What about Friday?” Meng Zhi asked him, “Or do you have time on Saturday or Sunday?”

Shen Qingshu: …

“Unless, you don’t want to go with me?”

¹《By chance》《偶然》a poem by Xu Zhimo.  The poet expresses his lament for the disappearance of love and beauty, and also reveals his affection for these beautiful emotions. This poem is not just a simple love poem ,it is an exclamation about life and full of interesting philosophy. 

² Shamelessly copied from here https://ling-lingchinese.com/2015/02/15/a-chinese-poem-by-chance-%E5%81%B6%E7%84%B6/

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