After Filming a WLW Movie With My Straight Girl Crush 50p1

Chapter 50 p1

When the makeup artist came to touch up Xu Ling’s lip makeup, Xu Ling felt both apologetic and that she really needed this time to calm down. She had already broken character just now.

If she had known, she wouldn’t have chatted with her. She had talked herself into a corner and it was affecting her work.

But her eyes still couldn’t help but glance to the side. Seeing Qin Cong’an playing with Cream, she would wonder if she was this gentle with Mo Yun, or even gentler. And then there would be that annoying man next to them… So annoying!

A sliver of a thought also flashed through Xu Ling’s mind. She had wondered if the two of them had broken up. After all, Qin Cong’an had changed her phone, and she was hot and cold towards her, intentionally or unintentionally teasing her.

She had thought that her final battle plan had been successful, that she had left an indelible impression on Qin Cong’an, making her feel tasteless when facing her boyfriend, and only reminiscing about her every night.

It turned out they were still very sweet. You could tell from the expression on Qin Cong’an’s face when she talked about Mo Yun.

Qin Cong’an suddenly walked over with Cream in her arms and opened the little cat’s mouth for her to see. “Look, Cream’s teeth are like this. So cute, like little grains of rice.”

“Oh.” Xu Ling, taking advantage of the fact that it was inconvenient to talk while her lip makeup was being touched up, responded coolly, thinking to herself, Cream, bite her!

The next second, she saw Cream open its mouth and bite Qin Cong’an’s finger.

Xu Ling immediately turned her head to avoid the makeup artist’s lip brush, wanting to pry Cream’s mouth open.

But Cream wasn’t biting hard. It was just the kind of gentle bite you do when you’re playing. After one bite, it started to lick her. Its ice-blue, jewel-like eyes were even narrowed, as if it really liked Qin Cong’an’s taste.

Stupid little cat, so easily made happy.

Xu Ling turned back to the makeup artist, said, “Sorry,” and obediently let her touch up her makeup.

Qin Cong’an didn’t walk away. She held the soft and fluffy Cream, her fingers being licked by it, and looked at Xu Ling’s face, at the two lips that bounced under the lip brush.

Xu Ling’s ears gradually started to burn from being watched. She also glanced at her, wanting to question her with her eyes why she was staring at her, but she quickly didn’t dare to look anymore.

She could only hold Qin Cong’an’s gaze for a longer period of time when she was in a working state. At other times, she couldn’t last more than five seconds.

She didn’t know if Qin Cong’an had seen her show. She had been on a variety show where there was a game of staring at someone to see who could last longer without blinking. She had been the winner of the whole show.

Qin Cong’an felt that Xu Ling either really liked her or was a master. Hearing her talk about her countless ex-girlfriends, and how she would run away after flirting with her, the latter seemed more likely.

What was the point? There were people like that in literature, who were only willing to enjoy the sweetness of ambiguity, didn’t want to face the trivialities of a relationship, and didn’t want passion to turn into routine, so they would decisively withdraw at the most beautiful moment.

Xu Ling, are you that kind of person? Qin Cong’an looked at her with such eyes. The barbs on the little cat’s tongue scraped her skin, a little stinging.

After the makeup was touched up, they continued to shoot. The two of them were taking photos by the swimming pool, sometimes sitting on the ground, sometimes leaning on a lounge chair, sometimes lying under a tree.

When the sun wasn’t so strong, they went to the seaside to shoot a set of photos of them playing in the water on the beach, with a youthful feel, a bit like an extra scene from the movie.

After their feet got wet, both of them were noticeably more relaxed. The sunset on the island was also so brilliant, with such rich colors that it could create many possibilities. The photographer shot close-ups and then long shots. It was so beautiful that it made the arrival of the night seem like a pity. But no one could stop its arrival. The darkness would envelop everything, bit by bit.

Xu Ling entered the countdown again. The sky was getting dark, this day was about to end. She had to take the last boat back to the main island, take a red-eye flight, and rush to the next city to record a variety show. What about Qin Cong’an? What was she going to do? But no matter what she was going to do, they were going to part.

Qin Cong’an saw the familiar expression on Xu Ling’s face. She looked at her, her fingers twining her necklace, wanting to tighten it, to not let her run away, to make her hurt every time she struggled, to make her gradually give up on leaving her side, so that she would never even have such a thought again.

The photographer keenly captured the emotional asynchrony between the two. This contrast, at this moment when the night was about to fall, erupted into a huge conflict, making the picture look particularly impactful.

After noon, she hadn’t given the two of them too many instructions, just a scene for them to improvise. But perhaps influenced by the changing sky, she felt that she had captured the layers of a romance.

Ambiguity in the morning, passionate love in the afternoon, and saying goodbye at dusk.

What had just risen on the sea was a blood-red color, which flashed by, and then it became the familiar bright moon. It seemed there weren’t many stars tonight. The shoot ended at this moment. The person in charge said, “Thank you both, thank you everyone. That’s a wrap, that’s a wrap.”

Xu Ling took off her necklace, preparing to return it to the stylist. Before leaving, she glanced at Qin Cong’an, and was just about to ask if she was also leaving tonight when she saw her smile at her, with a hint of a forced smile.

“Fi—nally finished,” Qin Cong’an said with a long sigh.

Xu Ling was stunned, her lips trembling a little. She nodded and smiled. “Mhm, mhm, finally finished. Then I’ll be leaving now.”

Just then, Yi Huai happened to come over, wanting to tell her not to dawdle and to hurry up. If she missed this boat, she might not be able to catch her flight.

Xu Ling swallowed a seasickness pill in the car, arrived at the port, and just managed to get on the boat. It wasn’t long before the boat was scheduled to leave, and it soon set off. Qin Cong’an didn’t get on the boat.

The hour back to the main island was excruciating. There was no one to massage her, only a pitch-black sea and a moon that was a little terrifyingly large.

Yi Huai had long since lain down on the floor again. Xu Ling sat in her seat, with nowhere to vent the frustration in her chest. She had no choice but to put on her headphones and start listening to Jiang Ruzhi’s songs, but she couldn’t sing out loud like she had in the taxi last time, only humming very softly.

It was indeed a “fi—nally finished” feeling. Xu Ling was also very sad this time. The atmosphere last night had been really good, like a real date. But, perhaps because she had long been clear that it was impossible for them, it wasn’t as intense as last time.

…She had even said she wanted to learn to swim again, but Xu Ling felt there was no chance for that anymore.

Hearing both her headphones and her phone run out of battery, Xu Ling opened her bag. She couldn’t find her power bank, nor could she see a charging cable. She was really hopeless, so forgetful. Every time she went on a long trip, she would lose countless things.

Before, Xu Ling would never get angry at herself. After all, she had never been scolded by her parents since she was a child. They always said, if it’s lost, it’s lost. Just buy a new one. As long as you’re alive, that’s all that matters. Now, she was starting to feel like she couldn’t do anything right.

A strong emotion belatedly surged up, even stronger than the previous time. Xu Ling hugged her knees, curled up into a ball, and buried her face in her knees, not daring to look outside. The moon would eat her.

Xu Ling didn’t usually get airsick, but because she had been on a boat for an hour, she felt terrible even on the plane. After getting off the plane, she only rested for two hours before rushing to record a variety show.

This was a slow-paced variety show about opening a restaurant in a secluded mountain area. A few artists would cook and run the restaurant here, serving the guests who came. The guests were all by reservation, and only those selected by the show could come.

At first, Xu Ling didn’t understand why Yi Huai had gotten her this job. She never went into the kitchen. If she made a mess, wouldn’t she be flamed when it aired? But when she saw that Ming Yao was a regular on this show, she understood. This was to warm up the CP.

In the end, she still hadn’t been able to become a big enough star in this short year to be able to decisively refuse this collaboration. So tragic. When her company contract expired, Xu Ling also decided to retire directly, like Meng Bai, and go back to study her design.

In the car on the way to the recording location, Yi Huai, who had had a nap, had already recovered. Xu Ling was still listless. After all, Yi Huai only needed physical recovery, while Xu Ling also had mental recovery.

Yi Huai said, “You don’t have to pay too much attention to Ming Yao. You don’t need to do anything. Just interact normally. After all, from the storyline we’ve arranged, this is your first time meeting. A few eye contacts to lay the groundwork for later is enough.”

Xu Ling nodded.

“Don’t feel burdened. It’s just like with you and Qin Cong’an. In the end, it’s all up to the netizens’ imagination. We’ll take the buzz and run, and we can get away clean. It’s not a loss.”

Xu Ling knew that Sister Huai’s way of thinking was different from hers. Sister Huai had never considered “feelings” from beginning to end. She assumed that once you entered this industry, you had to throw away all your emotions and a little bit of your pride, and just fight tooth and nail for traffic and resources.

Probably because she had seen too much of this in the industry, she no longer believed in so-called love. The numbers in her bank account were the most real thing.

“Okay,” Xu Ling said, forcing a smile. She should learn from Sister Huai.