Bai Lan discovers that her childhood friend and boyfriend is mixed up with her best friend, and she leaves in anger. In her absent-minded state, she fails to pay attention to the road conditions, crossing the street just as the traffic light turns red, and is sent flying by a turning car, leading to her time travel.
“We will shoot the scene where Bai Lan discovers Chang Shiyi and Ke Wanfeng together first.”
“Okay.” After agreeing, Mu Xuefei looked at the man and woman standing next to Director Mo.
The man is the currently popular actor Gao Tianhao. He debuted four years ago. For the first three years, because he only played cannon-fodder roles or minor parts with little weight, he wasn’t very famous. It wasn’t until this year that he was accidentally discovered by Director Mo, who chose him as the second male lead in the drama, that he began to break out. Relying on his exceptional acting skills and good looks, he started shooting to fame.
In this drama, he plays two roles. One is Bai Lan’s ex-boyfriend, Chang Shiyi, the innocent male supporting role number one. He and Ke Wanfeng discuss giving Bai Lan a birthday surprise, who would have known it would be misunderstood by Bai Lan and lead to the car accident. The other role is the affectionate second male lead, Chang Shiyi, whom Bai Lan meets after time-traveling. The two roles have the same appearance and personality, so no matter what he sacrifices for Bai Lan, it always causes Bai Lan to dwell on being “betrayed” by her ex-boyfriend and best friend.
The woman is Tang Jingwen, playing Ke Wanfeng, also having two roles in both modern and ancient times. Although she just debuted recently, she is also quite famous. Her acting skills are not veteran, but she has plenty of spiritual charm.
In the drama, modern Ke Wanfeng likes Chang Shiyi, but does not show it, sincerely blessing the two of them. Who would have thought that because of her, Bai Lan got into a car accident? Her other role is ancient Ke Wanfeng, Bai Lan’s half-sister and the illegitimate daughter of the Bai family living outside. She doesn’t like Chang Shiyi, but is schemed against by Bai Lan to lose her chastity to Chang Shiyi, having no choice but to submit to him.
Recalling Yun Yongjun’s comments on Tang Jingwen’s performance, Mu Xuefei couldn’t help taking a few more looks at the other person.
Height too short. Body shape too thin. Skin too dark.
Silently roasting Yun Yongjun’s taste in her heart, Mu Xuefei unnoticeably withdrew her gaze.
So, Yun Yongjun really is blind after all.
Pulling her thoughts together, she nodded at Director Mo to signal that she was ready, then walked to the starting position for shooting according to Director Mo’s instructions.
“Action.”
The teacher has things to do, so class is dismissed early, and Bai Lan doesn’t want to stay at school, so she plans to return to her apartment.
On the way, she just wants to call and tell the other person whether to come out, but suddenly remembers today is her birthday. As usual, Chang Shiyi must have prepared a surprise for her. Thinking of this, she puts her phone back into her bag and walks towards the school exit with a smile.
“I’m going back early. A-Yi will definitely be very happy. I just wonder what gift A-Yi has prepared for me?”
Thinking of her beloved, Bai Lan’s eyes gain a bit of gentleness, and her usually cold and stiff facial features soften, causing passing classmates to reveal amazed expressions.
Back at the apartment, she opens the door, bends down, and finds that the slippers next to her are missing, and an extra pair of high heels has appeared.
Wanfeng? What is she doing here?
As best friends for many years, Bai Lan is of course very familiar with everything about Ke Wanfeng, not to mention that this pair of specially customized red high heels is her favorite and most frequently worn pair, with her specially requested name carved on them.
Thinking of the other person’s affection for her boyfriend, Mu Xuefei’s—ah, Bai Lan’s—heart tightens.
She also accidentally discovered the other person’s feelings. On Valentine’s Day last year, she planned to go find the other person to eat together, but accidentally overheard her talking with a classmate. The two chatted about the campus hunk, and then the classmate mentioned why Bai Lan liked Chang Shiyi yet didn’t confess. It was also at this time that she began to realize her best friend had always liked her good friend. No wonder the other person kept refusing to go out with both of them; back then she thought the other person was just being shy, never expecting there was such a layer of reasons behind it.
Bai Lan, relax, maybe this is just a misunderstanding.
Bai Lan comforts herself in her heart, but hesitatingly walks towards the bedroom on the surface. As she gets closer, she hears some strange sounds starting up.
“Ah, it hurts so much, go lighter.”
It’s Ke Wanfeng’s voice. Hearing that familiar voice ring out, Bai Lan feels her heart sink into the abyss.
“Sorry, I’ll be lighter, don’t move…”
Chang Shiyi’s voice is full of helplessness and pampering—that is a side only shown to her. Bai Lan tightly closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and makes herself believe them in her heart, but her hands placed at her sides involuntarily curl tightly into fists.
“Hey hey hey… Ah…”
Unwilling to listen any longer, Bai Lan abruptly and quickly pushes open the bedroom door.
“Click—”
Watching Chang Shiyi hugging Ke Wanfeng closely and lying on top of her on the bed, Bai Lan feels she is a joke, and the corners of her mouth pull into a self-deprecating smile.
“Lanlan, you’re back?”
“Lanlan.”
The two people who were originally clinging tightly together hurry to separate and stand up.
Noticing that something is wrong with Bai Lan, Chang Shiyi hurries over to pull Bai Lan’s hand, “Lanlan, don’t misunderstand, it was just an accident, Wanfeng accidentally…”
Bai Lan closes her eyes, opening them a moment later to interrupt the other person’s words, her voice without the slightest ripple, as if turning a blind eye to the scene before her.
“Let’s break up.”
“Lanlan?” Chang Shiyi’s eyes turn panicked; he hurries to pull Bai Lan’s hand but is shaken off by her. Afraid of hurting her, he has no choice but to let go and explain, “I wanted to give you a surprise, and invited Wanfeng over wanting her to teach me how to make dinner. Who knew I accidentally put in too much oil and it splashed onto Wanfeng’s arm, so I brought her over to apply medicine.”
“Does teaching cooking require teaching it onto the bed?” Bai Lan’s eyes suddenly turn sharp, her voice somewhat piercing as her right finger points at the white bedsheets, “Chang Shiyi, do you take me for a fool?”
“Lanlan, I accidentally fell, and Shiyi wanted to support me but lost his footing so we fell down.” Ke Wanfeng frowns and hurries to explain, “Lanlan, you have to believe that Shiyi and I really have nothing going on.”
“Nothing going on,” Bai Lan looks at the two of them mockingly, staggering back a few steps, “That’s because I arrived early. If I had arrived a few minutes later, would you two have started rolling in bed?”
“Lanlan, how can you not trust us?” Chang Shiyi understands the scene just now was prone to misunderstanding, but doesn’t understand why Bai Lan is so sensitive, not even listening to explanations, “It really was just a misunderstanding.”
“Then is Ke Wanfeng liking you also a misunderstanding?” Looking at the two of them who show panicked expressions because of her words without any surprise, Bai Lan finds it even more ridiculous, “Did you also know she liked you, and I was the only one who didn’t know? Is that it?”
“No, Lanlan, listen to m—” Chang Shiyi finally discovers something is wrong and hurriedly takes a step forward.
Bai Lan shakes her head, then turns and jogs away. However, as she turns, tiny droplets of water appear in the air.
“A-Lan?” Chang Shiyi’s heart tightens; he wants to step forward and chase the other person, but thinking of Ke Wanfeng’s wound, he hesitates again.
“I’m fine, hurry up and go after her.” Ke Wanfeng understands the thoughts in the other person’s eyes, so she smiles and tells him to hurry and chase out. When the room is left with only herself, she looks at the empty room, then looks at the scars on her arm, forced to realize… she ultimately never stands a single chance.
“Cut—”
As the director’s voice sounds, the running Mu Xuefei also stops, her breakdown (collapsed) expression instantly turning into a poker face as she turns to walk toward Yun Yongjun on the side.
“Acted well.” Yun Yongjun waits for Mu Xuefei to walk close, then cups her face with both hands, “I’ve noticed you’re always crying.” As she speaks, she wipes away the lingering tears at the corners of the other person’s eyes.
The faces of the two are too close together; Mu Xuefei feels her heartbeat stop abruptly and her breathing starts to hold, only starting to move again after the other person lets go.
Perhaps because Mu Xuefei doesn’t reply for too long, Yun Yongjun inevitably feels a bit worried, “What’s wrong?”
Mu Xuefei turns her head to the other side, her expression unnatural, “Nothing.”
Yun Yongjun wants to ask something else, but Director Mo happens to have the two of them walk over, so she has no choice but to put aside her urge to question.
“Although the filming was good, there are still some flaws.” After the important main actors gather around, Director Mo speaks up, “Just like here, Xuefei, your emotions can be expressed a bit more intensely, and your standing position was a little too far, causing the camera to fail to capture your figure in time. And Gao Tianhao, here you can be appropriately a bit more guilty, blah blah…” After talking for about ten minutes, Director Mo finally lets the few of them leave, “Especially Bai Tiantian, pay attention later to the points I just mentioned. Ten-minute break, we’ll continue shooting afterwards.”
Next, there are no scenes for Mu Xuefei. She and Yun Yongjun came over just to get familiar with the crew’s filming, but didn’t expect to personally experience it once. Whether affected by the original body or for some other reason, she finds herself entering the filming… completely turning into a different person, immersed in the character’s joys, sorrows, and griefs.
Thinking of the state during the shoot just now, Mu Xuefei suddenly smiles.
“Hmm?” Yun Yongjun, standing right beside her, notices the smile at the corners of the other person’s mouth instantly, “Thought of something interesting?”
“No,” Mu Xuefei unconsciously touches her own heart, her tone gaining a bit of melancholy and firmness, “I think…”
It’s the first time Yun Yongjun sees the other person showing this kind of expression, and she can’t help feeling a bit more curious.
“I think I’ve fallen in love with acting.”
“Isn’t that good?” Yun Yongjun casually replies, casually putting away the towel and water bottle Mu Xuefei had just used.
This is very good. Mu Xuefei finds she seems to somewhat understand why the system chose this world; it’s probably wanting to train her acting skills so she can perfectly play roles in future worlds?
“Xuefei, wait a moment.” As the two of them are leaving, Director Mo’s voice suddenly rings out.
Mu Xuefei walks over puzzled, but is led by Director Mo into a separate room.
“Do you know what my teacher meant last time about something missing?” Before she even has time to ask, Director Mo states her purpose, “I watched your performance just now; although there’s a little progress, it’s only a little bit.”
“Director Mo, what am I missing?”
“Love.”
Mu Xuefei abruptly raises her head, “Love?”
“That is, romantic love. Even though you express disappointment toward the two of them, there is no love from Bai Lan toward Chang Shiyi; when you played Shui Yu, your other parts were also good, but it still lacked that bit of love—love hidden in the heart, kept secret for over a dozen years without being spoken aloud.”
“I don’t know who you perceived the romantic love you lacked from, but I think you can go find it, and in the final scenes, display the thing I want.”
Mu Xuefei doesn’t know how she left in the end, Director Mo’s words lingering in her ears the whole time. The more she thinks about it, the more absurd it feels—how could she possibly perceive romantic love from Yun Yongjun? Clearly, she’s just playing a romance game… that’s all.
Dejectedly pushing open the door to the room, the moment Mu Xuefei raises her eyes, she sees the person waiting for her under the crew’s lights.
“I don’t know who you perceived the love you lacked from.”
“I don’t know who you perceived the love you lacked from.”
“I don’t know who you perceived the love you lacked from.”
Absurd, she didn’t perceive love from Yun Yongjun at all. Mu Xuefei refutes hard, shaking her head, trying to excise what Director Mo said out of her mind.
“What’s wrong?” Sensing Mu Xuefei’s somewhat abnormal expression, Yun Yongjun hesitates for a moment before asking anyway.
“Nothing.” Mu Xuefei subconsciously avoids Yun Yongjun’s gaze, turning away hurriedly, “Let’s go back to the hotel first.”
“Before going back to the hotel, let’s go eat first.” Yun Yongjun has a gut feeling that she cannot let the other person leave her, so she has no choice but to randomly find a topic, “Consider it celebrating your smooth selection.”
Mu Xuefei is startled, “There’s no need… uh, wait.”
Before she finishes speaking, Yun Yongjun directly pulls her hand and walks outward. Mu Xuefei is helpless and can only let the other person hold her hand, however… feeling the temperature transmitted from the hand, her ears hidden behind her hair have long since turned bright red.
“Right, we’re not eating seafood this time,” after getting into the car, Yun Yongjun speaks up suddenly, adding with a smile that’s not a smile, “And we won’t order a couples set meal.”
She originally just wanted to change the subject, but speaking of which, she suddenly remembered something and really wanted to take Mu Xuefei to that place.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll know in a moment.”
Facing Yun Yongjun’s insistence on playing mystery, Mu Xuefei rolls her eyes and shifts her gaze out the window, failing to notice Yun Yongjun’s pampering, head-shaking gaze.
About ten minutes later, Mu Xuefei notices the car stopping, looking at the other person with a puzzled face.
“Get out of the car and come with me.” After Yun Yongjun parks the car, Mu Xuefei follows behind her, watching her skillfully navigate through various alleys, and can’t help growing a bit more curious, “Yongjun, do you come around here often?”
“Yeah, because there is a very cute person here.”
“A very cute person? Who?” Mu Xuefei pouts, thinking of that spiritual Tang Jingwen, feeling even more upset inside, accompanied by a somewhat strange tone in her voice.
Seeming not to notice the problem with Mu Xuefei’s tone, Yun Yongjun suddenly turns back, explaining with profound meaning, “A very cute little girl.”
A very cute little girl… huh.
Mu Xuefei mutters a few words in her heart, then presses her lips together and says nothing. She wants to see just how cute this little girl is.
“We’re here.” At the nth turn, Mu Xuefei finally hears the other person’s voice ring out.
Looking at the small noodle shop in front of her, Mu Xuefei frowns, but then immediately sneers in her heart.
“Let’s go in.” Yun Yongjun squeezes the fingers in her palm and pulls Mu Xuefei inside.
“Welcome,” a petite-figured girl says with a sweet smile the moment the two appear, “Oh, it’s Sister Yun. Are you here to see grandma this time?”
Is this the “very cute little girl?” Mu Xuefei silently appraises the person while the two are exchanging pleasantries.
“Right, this is Mu Xuefei. I brought her here this time to eat noodles; after all, grandma’s cooking is something you can’t miss.” Yun Yongjun suddenly changes the subject, “Xuefei, this is Aya.”
Aya? Calling it quite intimately too. Mu Xuefei doesn’t know what state she’s in right now, but always feels sourness bubbling up inexplicably in her heart.
Although somewhat unhappy with this Aya in her heart, Mu Xuefei still greets her politely.
“Alright, didn’t you want to see that ‘cute little girl’? I’ll take you to see her.”
The cute little girl isn’t Aya? Mu Xuefei feels her brain spinning a bit too slowly.
“There, that’s the one.” Yun Yongjun suddenly points her finger at a figure walking back and forth in the kitchen with their back to them.
The kitchen? Mu Xuefei frowns, realizing she might have misunderstood something.
“Grandma!” As she is pondering, Yun Yongjun beside her suddenly waves and shouts loudly, “Prepare two bowls of your signature noodles for me.”
“Yun lass?” Hearing the voice, that person hurriedly turns around, her eyes suddenly lighting up as she walks over toward the two of them. After looking at Yun Yongjun, she shifts her gaze to Mu Xuefei, “Bringing a wife over to eat noodles?”
“Not yet.” Yun Yongjun answers with profound meaning, then changes the subject, pushing the old grandmother toward the direction of the kitchen, “Grandma, I’m so hungry, hurry up and go make noodles for me.”
“Alright, alright, as expected you can’t let a wife go hungry right?” Grandma is helpless, but still can’t resist teasing Yun Yongjun a bit.
The two behind are a bit far away, and Mu Xuefei didn’t hear what Yun Yongjun replied, however.
Wife?
Thinking of this word, Mu Xuefei suddenly feels somewhat unnatural. Realizing what she is thinking about, she hurriedly shakes her head to banish these thoughts.
In a short while, Yun Yongjun walks over holding a tray, skillfully setting out chopsticks while saying, “Grandma’s cooking is very good, you can try it while it’s still hot.” Finished speaking, she can’t help picking up her chopsticks and tasting a mouthful of soup, “As expected, it’s still the taste in my memory.”
Whether it’s truly delicious or because of Yun Yongjun’s special introduction, Mu Xuefei feels a wave of sweetness in her heart after finishing the noodles.
So, this really was her illusion, right? Where does sweetness come from just eating a bowl of noodles?
She stays with Yun Yongjun in this small noodle shop for over an hour before leaving, looking at the noodle shop with not many customers.
After getting in the car, she still can’t hold it in and asks, “The person you mentioned is grandma?”
“Yeah,” hitting a red light, Yun Yongjun stops the car and turns to look at Mu Xuefei, “Otherwise, who did you think I was talking about? Aya?”
Mu Xuefei, having been hit on the nail, wears an unnatural expression, hurriedly looking out the window with a somewhat delighted tone, “How is that possible?”
“Is that so?” The red light changes to green, and Yun Yongjun asks a casual rhetorical question before focusing on driving.
Mu Xuefei turns her head, looking at Yun Yongjun’s profile, which looks somewhat hazy under the neon lights, and suddenly understands what Director Mo meant.
After figuring it out, Mu Xuefei suddenly smiles, noticing the gaze cast over by Yun Yongjun, and explains, “Grandma really is a very cute little girl.”
“So I said, she’s really cute.” Yun Yongjun agrees and nods.
Yeah. Mu Xuefei nods, feeling her whole body suddenly relax. Looking at the scenery outside the window, the corners of her mouth curl up unconsciously.
I don’t know if I can fall in love, but I’ll try.