Chapter 59 [VIP] “Thinking about you filming such scenes with others makes me want to kill.”

Sheng Li’s fever recurred for two days, and she went to the hospital again in the evening. She lay on the hospital bed receiving an IV drip while talking to Zhou Sinuan on the phone. Sometimes, Zhou Sinuan was quite superstitious. Upon hearing that Sheng Li had returned from the cemetery and subsequently developed a recurring fever, she eerily remarked: “You know, it’s not like there isn’t anywhere else you could have reconciled. Why did you have to kiss at someone’s grave? Now even ghosts can’t bear to watch. Maybe it’s a female ghost who has her eyes on Yu Chi, so out of jealousy, she made you sick.”

Sheng Li: “...”

Goosebumps rose on her arms, and she couldn’t help but rub them. Frowning, she said: “Empress Zhou, don’t tell me ghost stories. They’re really creepy, alright?”

Zhou Sinuan: “Maybe it’s true. Haven’t you seen ghost stories? Or maybe your body now has too much yin energy, and you need yang energy to balance it out to cure the illness.”

Sheng Li rolled her eyes: “Did you go on this whole tangent just to say that?”

“Hahahaha.” Zhou Sinuan laughed for a while before asking: “Not getting into bed is fine too. When are you shooting that bed scene?”

“Tomorrow. After we finish, the crew will take a break, and he’ll head straight to the airport after wrapping up.” Thinking about tomorrow’s scenes, Sheng Li felt a bit nervous. “I’m pretty stressed. I’ve never filmed anything so explicit before.”

Zhou Sinuan: “You should be grateful. It’s Yu Chi’s first time filming a bed scene. If it were with another woman, you’d probably feel more than just pressure—you’d be jealous too.”

Sheng Li couldn’t imagine what it would be like if Yu Chi filmed a bed scene with another woman. In fact, his acting range was quite broad. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have taken on this art film.

Thinking about it this way, she supposed she should feel satisfied…

At 11 PM, Yu Chi still came to accompany Sheng Li.

Coincidentally, he met Yuan Yuan at the door again, and once more, Yuan Yuan left the door open for him. As Yu Chi entered, Sheng Li was sitting on the sofa reading the script, pondering over tomorrow’s scenes. The character Xu Yuan was heart-wrenching, and she was emotionally immersed in the story, feeling somewhat downcast.

Hearing footsteps, she turned back and saw Yu Chi. Unable to help but frown, she asked: “Why did Yuan Yuan leave the door open for you again?”

Yu Chi’s gaze fell on her script, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved: “It was just a coincidence. She couldn’t very well close the door in my face.”

Sheng Li pouted and looked at the script again. Turning to Yu Chi, she asked: “Why don’t you ask me why I took on the script for Xu Yuan ? This script is quite different from my previous roles. And it’s also more explicit…”

“You’ve already accepted it. What can I say? Should I ask you to break the contract or stop you from acting?” Yu Chi looked at her indifferently.

“I probably won’t accept films with such explicit content in the future. Your first bed scene is with me, so thinking about it, I guess I’m not losing out too much. It’s just a pity your screen debut kiss wasn’t with me.” After saying this, Sheng Li sighed regretfully. Seeing his expression grow colder, she couldn’t help but laugh. Reaching out, she hooked her finger under his chin, “Brother, how many times did you NG the kissing scene with Chen Yu?”

Yu Chi always knew she was adept at being unreasonable and turning things around on him. He glanced at her sideways: “Three times.”

Not bad, not too many.

Sheng Li nodded in satisfaction and continued to ask: “No tongue kiss, right?”

Yu Chi coolly asked: “Haven’t you seen it?”

“Of course I’ve seen it. I watched it three times.”

Yu Chi didn’t bother answering her. Taking her script, he placed it on the table, scooped her up horizontally, and walked toward the bedroom: “You should sleep now, patient.”

Sheng Li wrapped her arms around his neck and reminded him: “Before filming the bed scene tomorrow, you need to use mouthwash, preferably mint-flavored. If you don’t have any, I’ll have Yuan Yuan send some over for you.”

“Hmm?” Yu Chi lowered his eyes.

Sheng Li said: “Otherwise, smelling only your scent will make me lose focus.”

Yu Chi put her on the bed and looked down at her: “Alright.”

The filming of Xu Yuan had been ongoing for a month. Due to Yu Chi’s schedule, most of his scenes were concentrated in the first three months, and he would wrap up by mid-April. Meanwhile, Sheng Li still had to film the 17-year-old Xu Yuan, which would take over a month, wrapping up in June when Yu Chi would be about to graduate. Afterward, Yu Chi would rush to the set of Rose 2 . For the rest of the year, Yu Chi would likely be busier than her, leaving them with little time together.

Thus, every day was precious.

Sheng Li hooked her arm around his shoulder and bossily declared: “You only have one day off during the New Year, and that day belongs to me, understand?”

Yu Chi lay down beside her and softly countered: “Or else? Where else would I go?”

He didn’t really have a home. Without Sheng Li, this New Year he might have been invited to Huang Baiyan’s house for a meal or spent the day alone in his apartment.

The sedative effect of the cold medicine was still strong. As soon as her head touched the pillow, Sheng Li’s mind became hazy. Hugging his waist, she mumbled drowsily: “In the future, if we don’t have any work commitments during the New Year, we’ll spend it together. Sister will spend every New Year with you.”

Ten minutes later, Sheng Li fell asleep. Yu Chi, young and full of energy, found it difficult to endure lying there with her soft warmth in his arms for two nights without doing anything.

In the middle of the night, he went to the bathroom and took care of himself.

—

The next afternoon, after Chen Yuan went over the scene with Sheng Li, he had the two of them rehearse and adjust their positions several times. Chen Yuan looked at Sheng Li: “This scene starts with Xu Yuan taking the lead, but Cheng Nan will regain control later. Remember, Xu Yuan, this is the most committed moment of your first half of life.” He then looked at Yu Chi, noticing his furrowed brows, assuming his reluctance stemmed from filming his first bed scene. He reassured him: “All unrelated personnel have left. We won’t film anything too explicit since it needs to comply with domestic regulations. The main goal is to make it look beautiful.”

Sheng Li sat on the edge of the bed, sinking into her emotions, and looked up at Yu Chi leaning against the wall.

Yu Chi gazed down at her, his eyes revealing complex emotions. He turned to Chen Yuan: “Director, can I step outside for a cigarette first?”

“Yes, no rush. Start when you’re ready emotionally,” Chen Yuan replied.

Yu Chi quickly went outside. He smoked two cigarettes by the window, calming himself for a while. Then, he took the bottle of mint-flavored mouthwash Yuan Yuan had sent over, rinsed his mouth in the restroom, and returned to the set. As soon as he entered, Sheng Li looked up at him, her eyes reflecting complex emotions.

Once everything was ready and all unrelated personnel had cleared the area, the scene began—

After arguing over Zhou Luo, Xu Yuan and Cheng Nan had been in a cold war for a period of time. However, Cheng Nan felt it was a one-sided cold war because Xu Yuan seemed completely indifferent. She appeared heartless, almost deliberately provoking him and pushing him away.

That afternoon, Cheng Nan returned from a mission and sought Xu Yuan out. Trying to persuade her, he said: “I know you want to get back at Zhou Luo, but why involve yourself? You clearly hate him; wouldn’t it be better to distance yourself? Let go of those memories.”

“How can I forget? My father died, and my mother committed suicide after I was sold. There’s no fairness in this world.” Xu Yuan turned to look at him, her smile cruel. “Do you know how many times I was beaten for trying to escape? Do you know how many times I wanted to die? Do you know how many men I’ve slept with? Do you know how dirty I am?”

She had gained freedom three years ago, but she didn’t dare return. The bullying at school and the town’s disdainful treatment haunted her forever. It wasn’t until her father was vindicated that she dared to come back.

But what did it matter? All the harm had already been done.

Xu Yuan was in her third year of high school back then, almost ready for the college entrance exam. She had desperately wanted to attend university.

Cheng Nan stared at her for a long time and softly said: “Sister Yuan, you’re not dirty. In my heart, you’ll always be the pure and beautiful Xu Yuan. The only thing dirty in this world is people’s hearts.”

Xu Yuan looked at his uniform, admiring his tall and slender figure. Slowly, she approached him.

She undid his buttons, and Cheng Nan restrained himself from moving. She pushed him onto the bed, climbed on top of him, and said from above: “Since you think I’m not dirty, then why don’t you want to sleep with me? Officer Cheng, sleep with me once. I’ve never slept with anyone as pure as you. Those other men were ugly and disgusting...”

This scene carried a touch of tragic emotion. Yu Chi flipped over and covered Sheng Li, the blanket draping over his lower back, exposing his tight and smooth waistline. He fiercely kissed Sheng Li, his movements under the blanket equally intense. He caressed her cheeks and hair, touching the sweat on her forehead.

Sheng Li struggled to breathe, her cheeks flushed, her pale neck arched backward.

This scene required only one NG. Chen Yuan called out: “Yu Chi, your hand blocked Sheng Li’s face from the camera. Move it a bit so we can see her face.”

As soon as the filming ended, Yu Chi pulled the blanket up, covering Sheng Li completely. He got out of bed, turned his back to the camera as he pulled on his pants, hunched over, sitting on the edge of the bed, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths.

Then he put on his clothes and walked toward the door, waiting until everyone and the cameras had left.

Only then did he depart.

The snow outside hadn’t melted yet, blanketing the ground in white. Heavy snow weighed down on the bare branches. Yu Chi had already changed into his own clothes—a simple black long down coat, its zipper still open, hands in his pockets—standing by the car.

Xiao Chen was busy stuffing luggage into the trunk.

Sheng Li and Yuan Yuan came downstairs, carrying bags of food, and walked over.

When Yu Chi saw her approaching, he turned and opened the car door, getting in.

Sheng Li: “...”

She hesitated for a moment in front of the car, then opened the door and got in. The door remained slightly ajar as she turned to look at his cold profile. Leaning closer, she smiled: “What’s with this expression? Are you sexually frustrated?”

“Sister.” Yu Chi raised his hand to hold the back of her head, preventing her from moving, and stared into her eyes. His gaze was unfathomable, filled with immense dissatisfaction yet immense restraint. His tone sounded pitiful yet possessive: “Don’t ever take on roles with such explicit content again. Thinking about you filming such scenes with others makes me want to kill.”

He knew his possessiveness was strong, even somewhat pathological. He felt uncomfortable even hearing Xu Yang call her “sister,” and seeing the fans of the Xing Sheng CP spreading rumors made him want to curse.

Sheng Li was momentarily stunned. The cold wind rushed in through the gap in the door, snapping her back to reality. She hugged his neck and leaned in to kiss him lightly: “Alright, I’ll try.”

Yu Chi lowered his eyes and softly said: “Why ‘try’? That’s not good enough.”

Sheng Li: “... Alright, I promise you.”

Half of what she said to soothe him was enough.

Yu Chi stared at her for a few seconds, pushed her away, and indifferently said: “You should go back up. I’m leaving.”

Sheng Li stood downstairs, watching the car drive away, then turned back.

Yuan Yuan walked beside her and quietly asked: “Why did Brother-in-law look so sullen during your bed scene?”

Sheng Li pulled her coat tighter, lowering her head with a helpless smile: “Probably depressed thinking about my upcoming scenes like this.”