"Director Liu, please take a seat."
"I am seated. You should get in and sit properly, too."
Yu Yan: "Mhm, I am seated. I’ll take a different car. You head back and get some good rest first. Look at you, drinking so much."
"It’s not a lot. I didn’t drink too much." Director Liu was obviously drunk.
Yu Yan: "Director Liu, be good and go rest. We’ll continue drinking later."
"We’ll continue drinking later." Director Liu murmured.
Yu Yan closed the car door, "Bye-bye, Director Liu."
Once the driver was in the car and about to drive away, Director Liu suddenly rolled down the window.
"We have to keep drinking!"
Yu Yan: "You need to rest first!"
She waved her hand and sent them off, then turned around, rolled her eyes, and walked to Zhou Yun’s side in her high heels.
"I feel like I’m going to puke," she said.
Zhou Yun was startled, stepping back quickly, "Don’t scare me."
Yu Yan burst into crisp laughter.
She hooked her arm around Zhou Yun’s neck, leaning on her, "But I really feel a bit dizzy. Help me steady myself."
It was then that Zhou Yun realized how slim Yu Yan really was, her whole body so light.
She held onto Yu Yan, saying, "Take it easy."
At this moment, the car arranged by Huang Zhong arrived.
Zhou Yun helped Yu Yan into the car and they returned to the hotel.
Zheng Xiaojue was waiting at the hotel entrance, received them, and helped Zhou Yun support Yu Yan back to her room.
At this time, Yu Yan’s assistant hurried over to take over.
Zheng Xiaojue escorted Zhou Yun back to her room and asked, "Sister Xiao Yun, did you drink tonight?"
"I didn’t drink." Zhou Yun shook her head, "But I reek; I need to take a shower first. What’s the schedule for tomorrow?"
Zheng Xiaojue said, "It’s all coordinated. They’re shooting others’ scenes in the morning, letting you rest."
Zhou Yun waved her hand, "Okay, then if I’m not awake by ten in the morning, come wake me up."
Zheng Xiaojue agreed, then left.
Zhou Yun took a shower, dried her hair, and as soon as she lay in bed, felt utterly exhausted.
She picked up her phone, thinking of messaging Zhou Lan but, as if possessed, clicked into Song Chi’s chat instead.
She asked: Have you attended many banquets and dinner parties?
Song Chi replied instantly: What do you want to ask?
She said: I don’t really want to ask anything, just that some things happened tonight that made me feel really stuffy inside.
Song Chi guessed immediately: Did the crew arrange for a dinner party, and they made you accompany others?
Zhou Yun: You really are experienced.
Zhou Yun: Forget it, I won’t talk about it with you. I’m going to sleep.
Song Chi: You reached out to me first, and now you’re not going to talk to me?
Zhou Yun: I don’t know what to say, anything I say seems pretentious, and anyway, you’re different. You became famous young, so even if you attended banquets and drinking parties, you wouldn’t be the one forced to, right?
Song Chi: Everyone has their tough times.
Song Chi: I guess you’re not cursing at me?
Zhou Yun: Of course I’m not cursing at you. I just feel like cursing somebody, but I don’t know whom.
Song Chi: Then curse at me. It’s not the first or second time you’ve used me as your trash can.
Zhou Yun: I just feel like, why are there so many annoying things?
Song Chi: It’s hard to avoid troubles in worldly society.
Zhou Yun: Give me a big knife, I’ll cut down this whole worldly society.
Song Chi: Do you think you hold the Dragon Slayer?
Zhou Yun: How nice would it be if I really had the Dragon Slayer?
Song Chi: There’s no Dragon Slayer for now, but if you look up at the sky right now, the moon is still there.
Zhou Yun was taken aback.
She put down her phone, got out of bed, opened the curtains, and looked up.
In the pitch-dark night sky, a half-moon hung high.
Zhou Yun smiled slightly.
She wanted to reply with "How come you’re so poetic" as she picked up her phone again and saw another message from Song Chi: If you don’t have a Dragon Slayer in hand to split the night, just look up at the moon for now. At least it’s still shining to comfort you.
Zhou Yun felt it was somewhat touching and also found it a bit quirky.
What she didn’t know was that as Song Chi wrote that message, there was another sentence hidden in his heart, left unsaid.