“Heh,” Yuan Yang smiled, “Is it another event?”
“.....En.” Jiang Tiao hesitated.
Yuan Yang played with bangs and laughed, “You’re a busy person now, even busier than me.”
The pitiful Director Jiang is still left out of the loop. He flicked the cigarette ash and tried to persuade Yuan Yang for the young lady, “Teacher Yuan, you’re being too stingy. Our Beauty Jiang is like the color blue, it is made out of indigo but is more vivid than indigo.* She is very good and proud, understand?”
T/N: 青出於藍而勝於藍 (qīng chū yú lán ér shèng yú lán): The student surpasses the master. Indigo blue is obtained from the indigo plant, but such color is bluer than the plant itself
“Understood~” Yuan Yang lazily responded.
“Then I’ll go answer the phone now. I don’t want to secondhand smoke here.” In a good mood, Jiang Tiao joked.
“Go, go,” Yuan Yang gestured as if trying to drive a weasel away.
Just as she took two steps, Jiang Tiao immediately picked up the call, no longer able to wait another minute.
“Hello,” Jiang Tiao stopped by a white wall. She stood under the red-tiled sweeping roof. On a few occasions, some pigeons flew across the blue sky.
She used her toe to grind the dirt below her to vent out her heart.
“Are you in Beijing?”
“You’re at Hengdian?”
The two people on the phone asked at the same time. Then the line is filled with silence once again.
Jiang Tiao tightened her fist and smiled, “En, I am on set. You?”
Sounds of a vehicle moving could be heard from Fu Ting Chuan’s side. He should be on the road, “In Beijing. I’m going to a TV station to record an interview.”
“Oh….” Jiang Tiao purposely asked him, “Are you reporting this to me?”
“En.”
Jiang Tiao rubbed her head and muttered, “You have already arrived there yesterday but you didn’t even report it. Not even a text message was sent.”
“I was afraid you were already sleeping.”
“Don’t try to fool me. Your flight was at six. At most, it would only take two hours to arrive. Eight o’clock. Who would sleep so early.”
Although Jiang Tiao’s mouth says this, she is yelling at herself in her heart. Hey, hey, hey, he is your idol. What are you doing? You’ve completely degraded yourself into an overprotective lover who wants an activity report every minute of every hour.
Yes, she can’t control it.
The other party didn’t mind but instead smiled even more, “There was a three-hour delay. We boarded at nine.”
“Oh.” Jiang Tiao was embarrassed, “Sorry.”
“What’s there to be sorry for.”
Jiang Tiao explained, “I was being too controlling…you are clearly very busy.”
“Of course, you should care.” He replied, his voice low, able to make people feel lost in a trance, “You didn’t see me and I didn’t clearly explain where I was going. Of course, you would be unhappy.”
She is not unhappy...
Jiang Tiao’s free hand swayed in her pocket. The elated emotions are completely unbearable, and Jiang Tiao can only relieve them by doing these small movements.
She rhythmically tapped her heels as if she is listened to a light song, “Actually you don’t have to report it. Where you’re going will be on Weibo. Which airport you’re going to, there would be a girl who would take a video in a second. Whatever activities you participate in, there would be photos taken at the site. There are also a lot of unpaid private detectives and paparazzi who would take pictures of your private life at any time. How can I be unhappy? Where you are, where you’re going, what you’re doing, I know all of it.”
Just, I can only see and know about it from other people.
Sure enough, she is a young girl. As she said this, her words are sour and sorrowful.
Fu Ting Chuan looked out the window and smiled. He couldn’t help but blink at the white sky, “Really?”
“Yes.” The girl on the other end sounds calm.
He incited her, “Then I don’t have to report to you anymore?”
“......Whatever you want.” Jiang Tiao replied after a moment of silence.
Still so stubborn. Fu Ting Chuan laughed.
As always, Beijing is filled with heavy traffic.
The cars on the highway are moving at the speed of a turtle. Little by little, inch by inch. If you are patient, you wouldn't feel frustrated.
Xu Che who is holding the steering wheel looks like he is about to fall asleep.
Fu Ting Chuan lightly taps the phone. For the first time, he hoped that the congestion will last a little longer–––
So he hand Jiang Tiao can talk longer on the phone.
In life, he is rushing and bustling about, like the mist that can’t see clearly. And that girl is like the little sun that he accidentally caught.
Her tone of speech, her smiling expression. It is like a clear beam of light that entered his busy and monotonous life and warmed his heart.
There is also her delicate hands, her soft lips, her sweet breath….thinking about this, he couldn’t help but rub his fingers and reflect upon it….
Fu Ting Chuan laughed at himself for a while.
He really missed her….he missed all of her even though they haven’t been separated for a full day yet.
**
A few days later, after work, Jiang Tiao went back to the hotel and turned on the TV.
The Capital TV Station is playing the talk show that Fu Ting Chuan told her about. She specifically took the time to watch it.
Jiang Tiao tore open a bag of dried sweet potatoes and eagerly watch as she ate.
Appreciating her boyfriend in front of a national audience, pretending that everything is fine as he answers the questions.
It really has a distinct flavor.
Women across the country have broken their hearts for the 36-year-old male star who has yet to fall in love.
Every time he appears on these kinds of talk shows, Fu Ting Chuan would always be asked about his ideal type and life events.
He would lightly smile and answer the same thing, “Go with the flow.”
The hostess was somewhat frustrated and asked another question that would interest the audience, “If you are in a relationship, how will you interact with your significant other? Would you like her to give you space?”
Fu Ting Chuan kept smiling, “I hope that she will stick to me.”
The hostess covered her lips in surprise, “Really? Haha, I can’t see it at all. How do you want her to stick to you?”
“Call me every day, ask me about my schedule, talk about life, and so on.” His eyes suddenly swept from the host to the lens and stayed there for a moment as if he is looking at someone.
It was very discreet so no one paid mind to it.
…..But to the person who knows what is going on, she naturally understands.
Jiang Tiao’s action of chewing the sweet potato froze.
Her cheek is bulging like a hamster storing food.
The next moment, she fell back on the bed and covered her face with a pillow.
AHHHHHHHH!
She really is about to explode….
“Then I’ll go answer the phone now. I don’t want to secondhand smoke here.” In a good mood, Jiang Tiao joked.
“Go, go,” Yuan Yang gestured as if trying to drive a weasel away.
Just as she took two steps, Jiang Tiao immediately picked up the call, no longer able to wait another minute.
“Hello,” Jiang Tiao stopped by a white wall. She stood under the red-tiled sweeping roof. On a few occasions, some pigeons flew across the blue sky.
She used her toe to grind the dirt below her to vent out her heart.
“Are you in Beijing?”
“You’re at Hengdian?”
The two people on the phone asked at the same time. Then the line is filled with silence once again.
Jiang Tiao tightened her fist and smiled, “En, I am on set. You?”
Sounds of a vehicle moving could be heard from Fu Ting Chuan’s side. He should be on the road, “In Beijing. I’m going to a TV station to record an interview.”
“Oh….” Jiang Tiao purposely asked him, “Are you reporting this to me?”
“En.”
Jiang Tiao rubbed her head and muttered, “You have already arrived there yesterday but you didn’t even report it. Not even a text message was sent.”
“I was afraid you were already sleeping.”
“Don’t try to fool me. Your flight was at six. At most, it would only take two hours to arrive. Eight o’clock. Who would sleep so early.”
Although Jiang Tiao’s mouth says this, she is yelling at herself in her heart. Hey, hey, hey, he is your idol. What are you doing? You’ve completely degraded yourself into an overprotective lover who wants an activity report every minute of every hour.
Yes, she can’t control it.
The other party didn’t mind but instead smiled even more, “There was a three-hour delay. We boarded at nine.”
“Oh.” Jiang Tiao was embarrassed, “Sorry.”
“What’s there to be sorry for.”
Jiang Tiao explained, “I was being too controlling…you are clearly very busy.”
“Of course, you should care.” He replied, his voice low, able to make people feel lost in a trance, “You didn’t see me and I didn’t clearly explain where I was going. Of course, you would be unhappy.”
She is not unhappy...
Jiang Tiao’s free hand swayed in her pocket. The elated emotions are completely unbearable, and Jiang Tiao can only relieve them by doing these small movements.
She rhythmically tapped her heels as if she is listened to a light song, “Actually you don’t have to report it. Where you’re going will be on Weibo. Which airport you’re going to, there would be a girl who would take a video in a second. Whatever activities you participate in, there would be photos taken at the site. There are also a lot of unpaid private detectives and paparazzi who would take pictures of your private life at any time. How can I be unhappy? Where you are, where you’re going, what you’re doing, I know all of it.”
Just, I can only see and know about it from other people.
Sure enough, she is a young girl. As she said this, her words are sour and sorrowful.
Fu Ting Chuan looked out the window and smiled. He couldn’t help but blink at the white sky, “Really?”
“Yes.” The girl on the other end sounds calm.
He incited her, “Then I don’t have to report to you anymore?”
“......Whatever you want.” Jiang Tiao replied after a moment of silence.
Still so stubborn. Fu Ting Chuan laughed.
As always, Beijing is filled with heavy traffic.
The cars on the highway are moving at the speed of a turtle. Little by little, inch by inch. If you are patient, you wouldn't feel frustrated.
Xu Che who is holding the steering wheel looks like he is about to fall asleep.
Fu Ting Chuan lightly taps the phone. For the first time, he hoped that the congestion will last a little longer–––
So he hand Jiang Tiao can talk longer on the phone.
In life, he is rushing and bustling about, like the mist that can’t see clearly. And that girl is like the little sun that he accidentally caught.
Her tone of speech, her smiling expression. It is like a clear beam of light that entered his busy and monotonous life and warmed his heart.
There is also her delicate hands, her soft lips, her sweet breath….thinking about this, he couldn’t help but rub his fingers and reflect upon it….
Fu Ting Chuan laughed at himself for a while.
He really missed her….he missed all of her even though they haven’t been separated for a full day yet.
**
A few days later, after work, Jiang Tiao went back to the hotel and turned on the TV.
The Capital TV Station is playing the talk show that Fu Ting Chuan told her about. She specifically took the time to watch it.
Jiang Tiao tore open a bag of dried sweet potatoes and eagerly watch as she ate.
Appreciating her boyfriend in front of a national audience, pretending that everything is fine as he answers the questions.
It really has a distinct flavor.
Women across the country have broken their hearts for the 36-year-old male star who has yet to fall in love.
Every time he appears on these kinds of talk shows, Fu Ting Chuan would always be asked about his ideal type and life events.
He would lightly smile and answer the same thing, “Go with the flow.”
The hostess was somewhat frustrated and asked another question that would interest the audience, “If you are in a relationship, how will you interact with your significant other? Would you like her to give you space?”
Fu Ting Chuan kept smiling, “I hope that she will stick to me.”
The hostess covered her lips in surprise, “Really? Haha, I can’t see it at all. How do you want her to stick to you?”
“Call me every day, ask me about my schedule, talk about life, and so on.” His eyes suddenly swept from the host to the lens and stayed there for a moment as if he is looking at someone.
It was very discreet so no one paid mind to it.
…..But to the person who knows what is going on, she naturally understands.
Jiang Tiao’s action of chewing the sweet potato froze.
Her cheek is bulging like a hamster storing food.
The next moment, she fell back on the bed and covered her face with a pillow.
AHHHHHHHH!
She really is about to explode….
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