Endless Fall

“Don’t move your butt.”

“I’m just finding a comfortable position.”

Pei Zhi, who was used as a cushion, shook his head helplessly.

He held her waist tightly and touched her face. “I want to make you cry.”

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“Can you bear to?”

“It depends when.”

Lin Jiao seemed to understand.

The movie she had seen flashed across her mind, and her face turned red.

Seeing that she was so shy that her eyelashes were fluttering, Pei Zhi was especially curious about what was on her mind.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Lin Jiao turned off the phone that was recording.

She returned to his arms and played with the sleeve out of habit. “There are still four days until my period.”

“Are you feeling unwell?” Pei Zhi’s memory of menstrual period was not good, so he suddenly tensed up.

He placed his palm on her stomach and was about to ask when she said, “No.”

She seemed to be forming her words. “The first few days before and after periods are safe.”

“And then?”

“You don’t have to wait until that day to punish me.”

Pei Zhi suddenly smiled.

He pressed his forehead against hers meaningfully. “Do you think I have that much patience to wait until that day?”

“Then what do you mean?”

“If you go back on your word.” He deliberately paused. “I’ll make you cry even harder than usual.”

“But I haven’t cried yet.”

“Do you want to cry so much?”

“Didn’t you want to?” Lin Jiao glared at him and buried her head in his neck shyly.

The more she acted like this, the more Pei Zhi wanted to bully her.

“I do want to.” He rubbed the soft flesh of her waist through her knitted shirt. “But not now.”

“Why?”

“There’s still a blood clot on the back of your head. Shen Yi said that it’s more suitable for you to exercise after you recover.”

“Why didn’t you say so before?” Lin Jiao did not know that the blood clot would have such a huge impact.

“Didn’t I say it? Maybe I forgot.”

“Then how long will it take me to recover?”

“We’ll know when the checkup results are out.” Pei Zhi leaned against the sofa and looked at the clock on the wall.

He said, “It should be soon.”

Lin Jiao caught the anticipation in his voice.

She touched the ring on her finger and stopped thinking about the blood clot. “If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you.”

“Help me?”

“Yes, like you know.”

Pei Zhi narrowed his eyes.

He bent his fingertips and pinched her soft cheek. “Where did you learn it?”

“In the movie.”

“How many movies have you seen?”

“I don’t remember.” Lin Jiao looked up at him and then looked away. “Not many.”

Pei Zhi picked up the phone beside him.

He opened the cloud disk that he had never paid attention to and found a few movies of that kind.

“Five is indeed very few.” He scrolled down, his eyes darkening. “Do you like comics more?”

“I haven’t seen half of them.” Lin Jiao snatched the phone away in embarrassment and threw it aside.

She said seriously, “I saved them out of habit.”

Pei Zhi stared at that beautiful face.

He suddenly carried her to the sofa, stood up, walked to the window, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box.

The roller of the lighter made a faint sound as the flame burned the cigarette butt, causing the fragrance of cypress to mix with the smell of smoke.

“You’re not allowed to watch it without my permission in the future.” He looked over through the smoke, his expression unreadable.

Lin Jiao nodded without replying.

She held the glass with both hands. When she was drinking water, she glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “Then should I delete them?”

“There’s no need to delete them.”

“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll watch it secretly?”

“No.” Pei Zhi said with a faint smile, “I can see when you last watched it. You’d better not let me catch you red-handed.”

Lin Jiao did not plan to dance on the tip of a knife.

She played the Korean drama that she had yet to finish watching.

A romantic melody came from the speaker, quietly calming Pei Zhi down.

He hugged her waist and lay on the sofa, enjoying an ordinary and warm night.

#

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday.

A few low-key cars were parked at the entrance of Xuan Shang Club on Peach Brook Street.

The waiter led the guests past a koi pond and to the sixth floor.

There were only two private rooms on the sixth floor. The private rooms had complete entertainment facilities. In addition to the dining room, the open garden, and the pool hall, there was also a row of game consoles and karaoke equipment.

There were all kinds of flowers planted in the garden.

As soon as one approached it, a breeze that carried a faint fragrance would brush past their nose, making them feel refreshed.

Jiang Ye sat at the long table with white candles.

He leaned forward slightly and handed Pei Zhi a cigarette. “Uncle, what do you want to drink?”

“Red wine.” Seeing that his hand was trembling, Pei Zhi said casually, “When will you join the production team?”

“I’m not sure yet.” Jiang Ye poured a glass for Lin Jiao. “The audition is next Friday.”

“What type?”

“Suspense.” He sat back down and held Pei Yilan’s hand. “It’s a movie this time. The filming period is not long.”

“Can you be free during the new year?” Pei Zhi took a sip of red wine. “My father wants to see you.”

Jiang Ye was slightly stunned. “Yes.” He continued, “I’ll take a break until February next year after the filming is over.”

“That long?”

“There are very few resources recently. Coupled with the fact that I just entered Star River, I still need to prove myself.”

“Then let’s go out for the new year together?” Lin Jiao had always planned to go on a group trip, so she took this opportunity to ask.

“Where are we going?”

“I haven’t decided yet.” She looked up at the glass door. “I’ll discuss it when they get here.”

“Okay.” Jiang Ye was fine with anything.

He put his arm around Pei Yilan and whispered into her ear, “Where do you want to go the most?”

“As long as you’re around, I don’t mind where we are going.” Pei Yilan looked up at him and smiled in satisfaction.

She did not hide her love and joy. It was like a warm current that gently flowed through Jiang Ye’s heart.

He kissed her forehead. “Me too.”

“That’s enough.” Zhou Yanshen, who had been fed dog food the moment he entered, couldn’t stand their lovey-dovey interaction.

He pulled out the chair beside Jiang Ye and looked around the garden. “Where’s Qian Yue?”

“Still on the way.”

“Have you made any progress?” Qu Shao asked.

“Not yet.”

“Your progress is abnormally slow this time.”

“I have no choice.” Zhou Yanshen clinked glasses with them before continuing, “She’s very busy this week.”

He wanted to make progress, but unfortunately, he could not even meet her.

“Then do you usually talk on the phone?”

“No.”

Pei Yilan, who knew the truth, looked at him seriously. “I think you should spend more time on her.”

“How?”

“First of all, give her more of your time. Even if you have nothing to say, you can make a few calls.”

Zhou Yanshen rested his chin on his hand. “What else?”