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The inpatient department was slightly better than the outpatient department, with fewer unexpected situations. Jian Xi was able to leave work on time.
He Ran arrived early. Today, he wore a black short leather jacket, looking very sharp. Jian Xi spotted him immediately, straddling his motorcycle, eyes fixed on the hospital entrance.
Jian Xi waved at him and ran over quickly with light steps.
He Ran got off the motorcycle and opened his arms to her with a smile, “Jian Xi, come here.”
As soon as Jian Xi saw his posture, she laughed and ran faster, “Plop,” diving into He Ran’s arms.
He Ran tightened his grip, effortlessly lifting her up, “Hey, my little wife.”
Jian Xi, embraced and spun around a bit, laughed like a flower, “Who’s your wife?”
“You don’t want to be?” He Ran pinched her nose, “If not, I’ll find someone else.”
Jian Xi buried her head in his shoulder and giggled, “Got backups?”
“Plenty.” He Ran lowered his voice in her ear, “You control me, I’m not afraid of you.”
Jian Xi lifted her head, her eyes sparkling, “Do you know which subject I excelled at most in medical school?”
“Which one?”
“Anatomy.”
He Ran put on a serious expression, “Then I need to get custom-made iron underwear, so you won’t show no mercy.”
This comment made Jian Xi feel like grabbing a scalpel.
It was quite far from here to the TV station, and riding a motorcycle wasn’t practical. Since Jian Xi hadn’t driven, they took the subway. After one transfer, they arrived just in time for entry.
Tao Xinglai was quite considerate, getting two front-row tickets close enough to touch the stage, though there were no seats; everyone sat cross-legged on the floor.
Those who went through great lengths to get front-row tickets were die-hard fans. The big-name stars were scheduled to appear at the beginning and end, while Tao Xinglai, still relatively unknown, walked on stage with a group of supporting actors in the middle. Relying solely on his looks, he still garnered quite a few cheers.
Jian Xi clapped enthusiastically with her prop hands towards Tao Xinglai, full of energy.
He Ran felt a bit jealous, “I didn’t know you were a fan.”
“My brother doesn’t have many fans. As a sister, I naturally have to support him.” Jian Xi said, “I’m not really into stardom.”
He Ran felt a bit better.
At this moment, the host announced solemnly, “Welcome Xu Yidu!”
Instantly, ear-piercing screams erupted like boiling water, and Jian Xi nearly lost control, “Oh my God, his legs are as long as they look on TV!”
He Ran: “...”
Damn it, didn’t you say you weren’t a fan?
A truckload of vinegar overturned in his heart, sourly saying, “Is that so? Does he have abs?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Jian Xi was quite excited, her eyes full of male allure.
Realizing this, her heart skipped a beat. Oh no.
He Ran’s face turned into a thousand-year-old glacier.
Jian Xi immediately smiled sweetly at him, even scratching his palm, employing a flirtatious beauty strategy. He Ran ate it up.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, lowering his voice, “I’ve got long legs and abs too. Looking at others is just dry satisfaction. Do you believe I can make you truly addicted?”
After hearing this, Jian Xi felt like using a scalpel to bleed him a bit.
TV recordings often dragged on for the audience. With numerous NGs per segment, it felt like watching boring reruns. The production team focused only on the main stars, occasionally featuring supporting actors. Not everyone could participate in games.
Tao Xinglai was unlucky, remaining a bench member throughout.
He Ran asked Jian Xi, “Isn’t this strange? Your brother has such a strong background but isn’t a lead actor?”
Jian Xi understood what he meant, “He really doesn’t use back doors. He competes entirely based on his own abilities for the Best Actor award.”
Following that, He Ran asked, “Your father is pretty selfless.”
“He’s never been harsh with us, nor does he preach grand principles. He’s a very gentle man.”
So-called teaching by example, a loving father caring for his children—this was probably what it was like. Jian Yanqing followed politics with outstanding political achievements while maintaining clear boundaries between public and private affairs, handling everything skillfully.
He Ran thought deeply about it. Suddenly, Jian Xi leaned closer, “If you want to ask about my dad, just say it directly. No need to beat around the bush.”
He Ran felt like punching her; she was acting like a little fox.
Another hour passed, and the program recording was almost complete, leaving ten minutes for fan interactions.
Enthusiastic fans, holding pens and paper, rushed towards the stage like people fighting for train tickets during Spring Festival. Those with some fame were surrounded, making it clear their Weibo followers weren’t bought.
Tao Xinglai was pitiful, left outside the crowd with two ugly actors playing villains, cold enough to perform “White-Haired Girl.”
That fresh-faced boy looked like he was turning into a fresh meat pie.
He Ran watched for a while. Jian Xi was used to it, tugging his sleeve, “Let’s wait for him outside. It will be crowded later.”
“Hold on.” He Ran picked up a pen someone had dropped and quickly stepped onto the stage, shouting as he approached Tao Xinglai, “I’m a huge fan of your Crown Prince role. Can you sign an autograph for me?”
His tone and demeanor were exactly like those of a superfan.
“Oh my God.” Tao Xinglai rubbed his eyes, a bit shocked. When did he play a Crown Prince?
He Ran’s voice was loud, with a built-in bass effect. This shout attracted the attention of many student fans.
The big stars had security guards protecting them, and the number of successful autographs was limited. The crowd shifted its focus, rushing towards Tao Xinglai.
Regardless of whether he was a big star or not, they aimed to get an autograph first.
Mission accomplished, He Ran retreated. Tao Xinglai had a taste of fame, signing until his hand was sore. To those unaware, he might seem like a big star.
Jian Xi couldn’t stop laughing, “Shameless troublemaker.”
He Ran pulled her shoulder, bringing her into his embrace, “I need to win over my brother-in-law. When we meet your parents, perhaps he can lend some support.”
Jian Xi didn’t speak, burying her face in his chest.
He Ran clicked his tongue, “Still shy? What, you don’t want to introduce me to your family?”
Jian Xi told the truth, “Depends on your performance.”
He Ran was originally just joking and testing. He understood women’s minds well. It was just the beginning; he needed to give true feelings more time.
“I’ll definitely perform well.” He Ran chuckled, “My long legs and abs will also perform well.”
Damn.
Jian Xi wanted to crack open his skull with a scalpel tonight.
They waited for a while at the side entrance of the TV station before Tao Xinglai finally arrived.
“My fingers are exhausted. I signed an entire ink cartridge.”
Tao Xinglai was wearing a black-and-white checkered coat. At first glance, He Ran thought he was a moving Tetris block.
“Sis, do you have a pen in your pocket? Hand it over.”
“What do you need it for?”
“In case another fan asks for my autograph. It’s impolite if I don’t have a pen.”
Jian Xi nearly laughed to death, “What kind of star carries their own pen and paper, giving out autographs for free?” This idol’s prestige was dropping too hard.
Tao Xinglai became unwilling, “I don’t want to talk to a woman who defiles my professional spirit.”
“Here.” He Ran, who had been watching, suddenly handed over a black pen.
“Look, look, learn something from him.” Tao Xinglai quickly took it and put it in his pocket, then extended his hand, “Hello, you must know me, right? I’m quite popular now. And you? What’s your name?”
He Ran chuckled, not shaking hands but instead giving him a high-five, looking super cool, and said, “Brother-in-law.”
Damn, such arrogance. Tao Xinglai thought, this guy’s style is wild.
But since he had benefited from He Ran earlier in the studio, flipping the script would damage his image. So he pretended to be dumb, “What a special surname. Are there surnames like ‘Sister’?”
He Ran was speechless.
Jian Xi suppressed her laughter, mediating, “Does Tao the Movie Emperor still want to eat king crabs?”
Mentioning food, Tao Xinglai was excited, “Anyone who doesn’t eat becomes a crab.”
But this guy was mischievous, insisting on going to a five-star hotel late at night.
Jian Xi secretly pinched him, warning, “Thinking of causing trouble, huh?”
“I’m just helping you test his financial level.” Tao Xinglai beautified himself, pretending to be wronged, “Really, unappreciative of good Tao.”
Jian Xi didn’t fool around with him.
Tao Xinglai was a bit intimidated, “You’re poisoning me with your eyes. Let’s go, to the old street night market stall.”
A pseudo-seafood barbecue meal cost over five hundred yuan, paid by He Ran.
While he was at the cashier, Tao Xinglai lowered his voice seriously, “Sis, this man is extremely arrogant, fearless. You need to be careful.”
“Careful of what?”
“Hold yourself together.” Tao Xinglai preached, “Don’t let his masculine charm cloud your mind. Nowadays, girls are making adults worry.”
Jian Xi was nearly dying from laughter at his pretentious adult tone, picking up a crab leg from the table and throwing it at him, “Why haven’t you burst yet?”
“Burst already. It’s precisely because I’ve eaten too much that I start causing trouble.”
After finishing the snack, Tao Xinglai still had to rush to the set for a three-thirty in the morning scene.
He Ran and Jian Xi took a taxi and He Ran accompanied her into the community after getting out.
Walking along, He Ran suddenly laughed, sincerely exclaiming, “Your brother sees me as a rival.”
All evening, he had been speaking with hidden daggers.
Jian Xi explained, “He’s always been a bit odd. Don’t take it to heart.”
“He’s just a kid; I think it’s fun.” He Ran’s voice was calm, “But actually, his impression of me is pretty good.”
“You’re quite confident.” Jian Xi laughed.
“If it were two years ago, I’d be loved by men, women, young and old alike.” Two years ago, He Ran was rich and powerful.
“But it’s a pity.”
“Pity what?”
Under the night sky, He Ran smiled, like a distant star flashing suddenly. He leaned close to Jian Xi’s ear and whispered, “Pity a thousand-year-old turtle fell for you. Now I’m so pure-hearted I only want to devour you.”
Jian Xi’s mind exploded like fireworks. Between lovers, even words were passionate. She felt a bit stunned, a bit anxious, and even a bit flushed with anticipation.
In the elevator, they reached her doorstep in silence.
“Go inside.”
“Want to sit for a while?”
These two sentences spoken simultaneously pushed the already ambiguous atmosphere toward boiling.
He Ran’s breathing quickened, his chest rising and falling like intensified drumbeats.
Jian Xi bit her lip, trembling hands fumbling with the keys, and opened the door.
She stepped in, turned around, hand still on the doorknob, and said to He Ran, “Send me a text when you get home. Then... on the way...”
Before she finished her sentence, He Ran forcefully embraced her whole body.
Jian Xi was slammed against the wall, her back throbbing with pain, her chest pressed, He Ran’s breath hot on her ear like fire, “Dr. Jian, I’m feeling a bit unwell. Can you examine me?”
Jian Xi’s voice trembled, but her hands involuntarily climbed up his shoulders, all the way up to his neck.
She asked, “Where do you feel unwell?”
He Ran hid a laugh, slowly lowering his head, each word landing on her lips.
“... My abs are too hard.”
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