C36 (1/2)
Lu Qimu's fingers tightened, as if he was going to crush her bones.
Li Yang raised his head, his eyes drooping slightly. He didn't dare to look him in the eye. ”I'm sorry. I'm not in good shape today, but I'll definitely shoot it tomorrow.”
Lu Qimu looked at her doubtfully. ”Is that all?” ”Is there nothing else?”
Li Yang's voice was like a mosquito's hum. ”Hm.”
He moved a little forward and stared down at her, his thin lips uttering two cold words. ”Liar.”
In her current state, she had brought him dinner on her own accord, and had also personally fed him porridge. She was extremely obedient and obedient, just like how she would every time she had requests from him.
It was hard for him not to be suspicious.
Li Yang tightly gripped the bowl of porridge, doing his best to suppress the fear in his heart. He didn't dare show any abnormal behavior. ”I really didn't …”
Lu Qimu finally let go of his hand. ”If that's the best, then don't even think about having one in the future.”
The pain disappeared from his chin, but he felt slightly numb. Only then did Li Yang heave a sigh of relief.
Lu Qimu stood up from the reclining chair and shot her a cold glance. His voice carried an indescribable disgust as he said, ”What are you still standing there for? Get the hell back to your room!”
Hearing this, Li Yang felt a sense of relief and replied in a low voice, ”Yes, Mr. Lu.”
She didn't dare to ask if he still ate the congee. She was afraid that he would make Lu Qimu unhappy for no reason.
She cleaned up the cold food on the table and carried it away.
After walking a few steps, Lu Qimu's cold voice came from behind, ”Leave the porridge there.”
”Ah?!” Li Yang froze for a moment, then stopped in his tracks.
”Do I have to say it again?”
”Got it, Mr Lu.”
Li-Yang blinked. Understood.
She put the porridge back on the table and took the rest to the kitchen.
There was a slight sound of a door closing, and Lu Chi Mo took out a cigarette case. Leaning against the window, he lit up the cigarette on the tip of his finger with a lighter.
He put the cigarette in his mouth, bent down and picked up the porridge spoon, then went to the bathroom and turned on the tap.
The bowl of porridge on the table was still there without a trace of steam rising from it.
Lu Qimu sat down at the table and slowly put out his cigarette in the ashtray.
He picked up the bowl of porridge and scooped a spoonful of it into his mouth.
The porridge was already cold and had a heavy smell of sandalwood. The key point was that it was extremely salty.
If she couldn't even make a simple porridge, who knew what else she could do.
Even though he was thinking this, Lu Qimu still frowned and ate the porridge one spoonful at a time.
Li Yang went back to his room, showered, studied the script again, then turned off the light and prepared to sleep.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, the events of the day came back to her like a movie, over and over again.
”Li-Yang, are you a stone? Are you a zombie? It's like a walking dead, with no expression at all. If it's just a rock, then it should be enlightened five or six times, you're not even comparable to a rock. ”
The director scolded him.
”Is there any use in saying sorry? Do you know how valuable my time is? Can you afford to waste it? ”
”Seriously, there's actually someone who dares to say that you're like Xi'er, you're even inferior to a single strand of her hair.”
Lin Fengyi blamed him.
”Aiyo, he's a beauty who sleeps. As long as he's willing to sleep, there's no other role he can play. He's not like us at all …”
The insults of other actresses.
Everyone's mocking and laughter were still resounding in her ears. She could still clearly see it, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.
Lirin tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, so he got out of bed, pulled the curtain aside, and half-opened the French windows.
A gust of cold wind blew over, and the cold moonlight sprinkled the entire room with silver splendor …
Li Yang went back to bed and lay there quietly. Looking at the moon outside the window, he felt much more at ease …
Gradually, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier before she fell into a deep sleep …
Until a heart-wrenching pain spread through her body...
”It hurts …” Li Yang knitted his brows in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes …
Then he saw Lu Qimu's eyes, which were getting colder and colder under the moonlight …
She suddenly came to her senses. She wanted to say something, but he fiercely covered her lips and rudely bit her …
She kept pounding his back, even leaving a few scratches on his body, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Time and time again, it rudely invaded her body.
There was only a string of broken syllables coming out of her throat...
The night was a little cold, and the white gauze windows fluttered gently. Li Yang finally gave up on his resistance, allowing him to vent his desires on her …
He still made her feel pain. She kept hypnotizing herself, and it only took a moment for it to pass.
But then again, he never stopped.
After an unknown amount of time, he released his arm from her body once more. One of his arms was still on her body. His head was by her side as he fell asleep.
She heard his regular breathing in her ear, and she turned her head and touched his lips without warning, the soft, scalding heat, and the faint smell of mint.
She blinked and moved back a little, calling out tentatively, ”Lu Qimu.”
He did not react at all.
Only then did Li Yang confirm that he was asleep. He reached for the pill on the bedside table, stuffed it into his mouth, and forcefully swallowed it.
She stared at the ceiling with wide eyes and felt a pang of sadness.
Lu Qimu had forced her to do it time and time again, but she was already numb to the point that she couldn't even shed tears.
She hated herself like this, but she had no choice but to give in …