Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 61
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However, this time she wasn’t as tired as the time she danced, so Song Qingxing accepted it calmly. After showering, she plunged headfirst into the soft blanket.
The blankets in the Xie family were top-tier silk quilts. The feeling of sleeping in them was incredibly smooth; the blanket was almost as delicate as her own skin.
Song Qingxing was in a daze when she suddenly felt her thigh being lifted, with a warm palm pressed against the back of her knee.
“Xie Jingcheng, I really don’t have the energy today.”
Obviously, Song Qingxing misunderstood, thinking that Xie Jingcheng was overcome by lust and wanted to make a move on her. However, Xie Jingcheng was greatly wronged; she only wanted to move the person under the blanket.
It was mid-summer, and the evening was the hottest and most stifling time.
If she didn’t move the person under the blanket before turning on the air conditioner, it would be unbearable, and she would sweat in the middle of the night.
“I just want you to sleep under the blanket.”
“The weather is hot. I’m going to close the window and turn on the air conditioner soon.”
Xie Jingcheng’s gentle voice sounded by her ear. Song Qingxing was covered by the quilt, followed by the sound of the window closing and the curtains being drawn.
Soon, the bed dipped slightly. Song Qingxing could feel someone lying down beside her. She turned her head and saw that exquisite profile.
“How many days do you plan to keep me at the Xie family home?”
Song Qingxing had been avoiding this question, and today was the first time she gathered the courage to ask. She knew that this web drama was the first change she had made using her knowledge from her previous life since her rebirth.
Song Qingxing genuinely didn’t want this web drama to fall through.
Not going to the set for several days, no matter how she thought about it, seemed like neglecting the show.
“Two more days.”
“What’s wrong? Are you so eager to leave?”
Xie Jingcheng closed her eyes. Song Qingxing regretted saying too much, but she also felt that Xie Jingcheng wasn’t someone who was entirely difficult to get along with.
“After all, I accepted the role, and yet I’ve been delayed in going to the set. Doesn’t that look like I’m acting like a diva?”
Song Qingxing counter-questioned.
Xie Jingcheng was silent for a moment, not speaking.
The room gradually quieted down, and even the main light went out. The main light was actually set to turn off at a specific time. Song Qingxing’s vision was plunged into darkness, with only a dim, yellow night light remaining.
But her heart plummeted rapidly, as if it were falling into a valley.
“Stay one more day.”
Finally, the person next to her spoke.
Xie Jingcheng wasn’t deaf to Song Qingxing’s opinions, but she was simply unwilling to accept that the other person prioritized everything else over her.
Especially since Song Qingxing had clearly stated, I’m afraid of liking you, because for someone like you, with your family background, I don’t have the right to break up, nor do I have the right to seek reconciliation.
Rather than that, it’s better not to fall in love.
“Really?”
The moment the words fell, Song Qingxing climbed over completely. Feeling some weight on her shoulder, Xie Jingcheng turned her head to look, only to see the person in front of her with wide eyes.
Her eyes carried a hint of surprise, like a beautiful little cat.
“Really.”
“You’ve conceded for me?”
Song Qingxing reached out and poked Xie Jingcheng’s cheek. For the first time, she experienced so vividly and clearly what it felt like to have a soft spot.
“Haven’t you always known? I like you.”
“Although the reason for liking you is shallow.”
Xie Jingcheng closed her eyes. Understanding a person’s face, understanding a person’s soul, none of this was difficult for her.
She wasn’t like some men who would eagerly pursue a woman just because she was beautiful.
Then, after getting close, they would discover that the woman’s character was different from what they imagined, feel disgusted, and discard her like a worn-out shoe.
Song Qingxing was also human.
It was simple: being human means having the seven emotions and six desires.
It was just that she was lucky; everything she possessed happened to meet the other person’s criteria, so weren’t the two of them a good match?
“I know, you think I’m good-looking.”
Song Qingxing had just settled back down when her shoulder was pressed. Xie Jingcheng’s palm was too hot, as if it could burn her skin.
“No, it’s not just that.”
“I also find you quite interesting.”
Xie Jingcheng spoke earnestly. Her hair was messy, not in the refined state it usually was, but she was still beautiful, making people sink into her charm.
“Qingxing, I’ve told you everything truthfully.”
“But how do I feel like I’m still very far from you, as if we’re separated by a different dimension…”
Song Qingxing tentatively placed her palm down. Beneath the softness was a rapidly beating heart.
Although her heart was pounding fast, Song Qingxing couldn’t help but think to herself, of course. I’m reborn. I’m not entirely in the same dimension as you, Xie-meimei.
“Is that so?”
“Maybe we’ve had too little time in the adjustment period.”
Song Qingxing casually made something up.
“Alright, are you going to sleep or not?”
Xie Jingcheng nodded, leaned down, and kissed Song Qingxing’s forehead. The sound of the kiss echoed in their ears, a movement that sounded quite embarrassing.
But it was because of this insignificant kiss that Song Qingxing tossed and turned sleeplessly.
She finally fell asleep around midnight, struggling with her eyelids, thinking about whether she had truly, completely fallen in love with Xie Jingcheng.
This is truly terrible…
After staying another day at the Xie family home, Song Qingxing didn’t do anything important, spending the whole day eating, drinking, playing, and strolling around—much more relaxed than she had imagined.
It seems it’s not as terrifying as described in the novels after all, Song Qingxing couldn’t help but think.
But she also knew that this was just a way of deceiving herself. The reason she could be so free and unrestrained.
Was because Xie Jingcheng was willing to accommodate her.
Looking at the industry, how many of those with such unconventional, twisted ‘sugar baby’ relationships turn out well?
Song Qingxing was already lucky among the lucky.
Having someone who was willing to wait for her, willing to follow her ideas.
After resting for a full day and saying goodbye to Grandma Xie, the two then boarded a plane and flew back to the set. Although only separated for a day or two, it felt as though a long time had passed.
The male lead’s acting still hadn’t improved; he was terrible. Song Qingxing’s first scene with him in the afternoon made her so angry that she needed to pinch her philtrum.
Fortunately, the last scene was with Xie Jingcheng. The other party acted so well, giving people a feeling of refreshing comfort.
She wondered how the final cut would turn out.
I hope the male lead doesn’t ruin this drama, Song Qingxing prayed in her heart.
After filming, the crew members were tidying up their equipment, and the cinematic gear was being packed into boxes. Song Qingxing yawned and prepared to return to the nanny van.
But just then, her phone vibrated.
A message had come in. Song Qingxing opened her phone, and the screen showed Shen Yu.
I waited for several days, and Xie Jingcheng actually didn’t cause me any trouble. Thank goodness, Qingxing, you must have spoken up for me. I’ll never forget this favor, buddy!
Song Qingxing: …
As the only person who didn’t kick her while she was down in her previous life, Song Qingxing still treated Shen Yu with some kindness. Although her pleading for him hadn’t kept Xie Jingcheng from getting jealous.
It’s okay.
This is what I should do. You were also forced.
The two were chatting happily, unaware that a figure was quietly approaching from behind.
“What are you looking at?”
A gentle voice rang out, but the eyes immediately turned sharp, as Xie Jingcheng had already scanned Shen Yu’s name and profile picture.