Chapter 15 – Let’s play a little

Translator: Amber.es  |  Editor:  umamin

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As a coastal city, Seaside City had countless small islands nearby. The crew asked the locals to find a small island suitable for filming. It was about 5 nautical miles from the shore with beautiful scenery. Many filming crews had come here to shoot documentaries previously.

Song Yi got off the boat. The sky was clear with no clouds. The azure beach embraced the green island, it was as beautiful as a painting.

When it came to beautiful scenery, it always made people feel relaxed and happy. Most of the crew members were young people who loved to play around and take pictures. Director Yang took a look. This was not conducive for working at all, so he simply gave a three-hour vacation to let everyone relax.

Song Yi was not interested in taking selfies, so he helped the crew to set up the tent together. Under the hot sun, he sweated a lot so he went into the tent to change shirts. As soon as he came out, Director Yang stood outside with an umbrella, waiting for Song Yi.

“Xiao Song…” Director Yang lovingly looked at Song Yi.

Song Yi vaguely felt that something was wrong. He respectfully greeted Director Yang.

Director Yang nodded. “You’ve been in good shape in the last few scenes, filled with emotions, and you have grasped the key points very well.”

“It’s because of your good directing. I was simply learning from you.” Song Yi smiled modestly.

Chatting with someone who understood the mood really felt good. Director Yang laughed. “You are the only actor in the crew that I don’t have to worry about.”

Say a little, you immediately understand. Act a little, and it immediately passes. Director Yang had no a worry at all.

Song Yi had more or less guessed what Director Yang wanted. Praising him now, must be because he wanted Song Yi to do something for him.

To have Director Yang come pleading with him for something, in the entire crew, it must only be about Gu Xingchuan. Song Yi didn’t beat about the bush. “I’ve seen that you are very tired. I can share the burden with you if you will.”

Director Yang looked at him with admiration. He earnestly explained, “Xingchuan has a scene. He is unable get in the correct state of mind. As a senior in the crew, I hope you can teach him about the scene.”

Song Yi felt, Wasn’t he dissatisfied with the scene? But Director Yang did not dare to find fault with Young Master Gu, and instead pushed Song Yi to go to wade amongst the thunder.

“It’s okay, I’m very happy to be able to share the troubles with Director Yang.” Song Yi’s face was innocent and harmless.

Director Yang encouragingly patted him on the shoulder. “I know your relationship with Gu Xingchuan. Though it’s a little embarrassing for you, but man is manly. The past has gone. After this village, there’s still another store. There is no need to stay in a tree waiting for death.”

Director Yang finished speaking and before he left, he instructed, “Work hard. After the filming is over, I will take you to a few dinner parties. A good actor like you can’t be buried.”

Song Yi showed a grateful smile. This deal was a good deal. In the circle, interpersonal relationships were sometimes more important than personal achievement.

Song Yi was not like Gu Xingchuan – he had a rich father and was a born winner in life. For Song Yi, everything depended on his own efforts.

Gu Xingchuan was sitting under the canopy shelter when Song Yi walked over, writing something.

Song Yi glanced from behind. Gu Xingchuan was studiously writing notes for his lines, a smooth and neat, beautiful small script – like a breath of fresh spring. People say written words show one’s personality. Yet Gu Xingchuan’s writings were the exact opposite to his character.

Gu Xingchuan noticed movement. He turned his head and saw Song Yi. He raised his chin sharply. “Need something?”

Song Yi went straight to the point. He sat opposite him and smiled. “Director Yang asked me to share my experience. Do you have any questions?”

“Change the person. Get Yang Qiguo to come instead.” Gu Xingchuan closed his script, straightforwardly replying.

Song Yi was too lazy to care whether he was happy or not. But for the sake of work efficiency, he patiently said, “We are friends. Friends help each other and benefit from each other. I should be helping you with dramas.”

Gu Xingchuan softened his attitude and looked at Song Yi. “You’re going to share your experience? Do you have the ability?”

Better than a frozen blockhead like yourself! Song Yi had won a drama award before. He calmly replied, “We can learn from each other and progress together.”

Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes and threw the script to Song Yi. “Since you want to learn from me, then you should take a good look at it.”

Song Yi didn’t get angry; he looked at it carefully. In this script, Gu Xingchuan used a red pen to circle a few places that he didn’t quite understand.

He thought about it and attentively explained it, patiently.

When Song Yi used to be in the theatrical troupe and the teacher was away, Song Yi was in charge of training the new juniors in teaching them to act. Teaching another how to act, this was his professionality.

Gu Xingchuan listened attentively and his eyes were focused, which was completely different from his usual arrogant appearance. It was obvious that the questions he asked were after he had done his own thinking.

Song Yi answered them carefully one by one, glancing at the corner of his eye to Gu Xingchuan, feeling some form of stirring in his heart.

Before joining the filming group, Song Yi felt that Gu Xingchuan was a noble young master who could not endure hardships, treating filming like a playtoy. Never did he expect that though his acting skills were a little tender, he threw himself into the task. Compared to some veteran actors, he could even bear the hardships.

Though his first foray into acting was slightly unskilled, this was unavoidable. However, over time, he would become a good actor.

Song Yi considered it. It was actually quite interesting. Song Yi had seen the princes from wealthy families like Gu Xingchuan’s addicted to racing or smoking marijuana, or sleeping about with flowers, all having unsavory hobbies.

Compared with these people, the sports that Gu Xingchuan played couldn’t be healthier.

In the evening, when work was finished, the crew held a bonfire party. Barbecue was brought out, and everyone had a BBQ together.

Someone sang and danced around the bonfire. Song Yi crossed his arms, admiring it for a while before heading back to the tent to rest early.

The past few days of filming were too tiring. Song Yi slept until the second half of the night when he woke at the sound of the tent zipper being opened. The bed beside him sank down, as if someone was sitting there.

In the middle of the night, on the deserted island. Song Yi was shocked. His eyes slammed open. Gu Xingchuan was about to lie down with a pillow between him when he saw Song Yi awake. Sitting upright, he calmly pointed to the dim blue lamp. “Need me to turn off the lights?”

Song Yi was shocked, cursing this crazy mad man all the way in his heart. Didn’t you know humans could be scared to death?!

“You have something to ask?”

Gu Xingchuan said with conviction, “There are too many mosquitoes in my tent. I want to exchange with you.”

Song Yi was also human. He was also afraid of mosquito bites. He bit out, “Why should I switch with you?”

Don’t you take it too far.

Gu Xingchuan turned slightly and laid beside Song Yi. His hand pulled at the little cool quilt that Song Yi brought.

Song Yi looked at Gu Xingchuan’s closeup face and the body that was leaning over. Tensed and vigilant, he quickly sat up. “What are you doing!?”

After this roar came out, Song Yi realized that his body was cold. The night on the island was too hot, and the tent was even more airtight. Before going to bed, he undressed it all, save for a pair of underwear.

Gu Xingchuan slowly turned his head and looked back, his eyes moving up and down.

It was the first time he saw Song Yi like this. His slender body, pale skin, and the whole body covered with a layer of sultry moisture with a pinkish tone to it, looking like a freshly peeled peach.

No glasses. His usually calm and indifferent eyes were full of anger, and they looked particularly bright in the dark, like beaconing stars. His neck was pale and slender, and the outline of his collarbone was clear and defined.

Going further down… It was the first time that Gu Xingchuan saw such a tender color there.

Look and want to nibble.

Because the waist was tensed up, it was clean and slender, looking like it had just the right amount of strength, making people want to grab the waist and push it down.​​

Gu Xingchuan thought of those corset wearing girls in Europe in the 19th century. They would envy Song Yi for having such a beautiful waist without the suffering that came along with it.

Song Yi was furious. He stared at Gu Xingchuan. “Don’t think that I dare not fight with you!”

Even a clay figurine had its limits. A rabbit would even jump over a wall if agitated, not to mention he was not a monk.

Gu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes, dragging the little cool quilt Song Yi brought over his body. The air was filled with the faint scent of bellflower fragrance from Song Yi’s body. It smelled fresh and cool on this scorching night, especially fragrant.

“I’ve changed tents with you. You go out now, don’t disturb my rest.” Gu Xingchuan yawned and closed his eyes.

Damn! Were there no laws! Was there no heaven!

Could someone come and take care of him!

Song Yi was so angry he clenched his fists tightly. He was afraid that he couldn’t help but punch Gu Xingchuan a few times. “Gu Xingchuan, you rascal.”

Gu Xingchuan opened one eye to look at him, then contentedly closed it. He adjusted his breathing, and pretended to fall asleep.

Song Yi’s eyes were like a blade slashing at Gu Xingchuan’s face. Despite looking at it for a long time, Gu Xingchuan didn’t respond at all. His face was thicker than the corner of the city wall.

Song Yi would not leave the tent for Gu Xingchuan. There was no such good thing in the world.

He gritted his teeth and laid down, pulling his quilt quite hard, but Gu Xingchuan was as strong as a cow. Not even a budge could be made.

Song Yi took a deep breath, turned over and closed his eyes. He curled up, and silently recited the meditation mantra.

The tent was not big; it was only for one person to rest. Now there were two big men lying there, and it felt crowded. Gu Xingchuan could touch Song Yi’s back when he lifted his finger.

In the dark night, the waves of the sea rose and fell, slapping against the beach. Everywhere else was silent.

After a while, Gu Xingchuan heard Song Yi’s long breathing – in and out, in and out, like tiny raindrops beating against his heart under the cover of night.

“Asleep?” Gu Xingchuan asked softly.

Song Yi murmured. It was unknown what he was dreaming about.

Gu Xingchuan approached him and tugged at the back of Song Yi’s head, but Song Yi did not respond.

“Sleeping like the dead?”

Gu Xingchuan got an inch and took a mile. He got close to Song Yi’s ear, scrutinizing those elegant features on his profile.

Thick eyelashes as if woven with velvet. Softness of the lips from the touch Gu Xingchuan still remembered. How could a man have such soft lips?

Gu Xingchuan’s Adam’s apple rolled. He leaned over to Song Yi’s ear, and enunciated slowly, “Song Yi, don’t sleep yet. Let’s play a little!”

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