Ch201 - We’ll be together forever (1/2)
14.13 – We’ll be together forever
translator: xiin
editors: alamerysl & BlueBug
Feng Qianyun was a contradictory, yet easy to understand person. Sometimes he was so clean and simple it made others feel distressed, but at other times, he was cruel enough to make others frightened.
According to Su Liunian, he was a very willful man. As the Young Master of the demon clan, he grew up with nothing to lose, and had nothing to fear, which was why Feng Qianyun developed such a wanton and bold character. Even after he lost everything, he did not change his character, but rather hid it deeper.
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Xue Ling was now shooting the parts of the film where Feng Qianyun was still part of the demon clan. It started from when he first appeared, then progressed to a series of main events that occurred in the demon clan which lead to him being misunderstood by the clan. Subsequentlyone of the demon clans was destroyed, followed by an accident whose aftermath led to the extermination of the entire demon clan faction.
All of these were being shot in their current set.
Fan Yueze did not follow the film timeline when filming. He had cooperated with Su Liunian and Su Xuanqing for many years, and after testing Xue Ling several times to confirm that Xue Ling had the ability to keep up the pace, he threw himself into his crazy filming mode completely. Everyone in the crew felt as though Fan Yueze was like a little devil who chased them around with a whip, intent on making them finish everything as quickly as possible.
It was also because of this that Xue Ling found it shocking when he finished the current scene and prepared to move on to the next, only for Fan Yueze to suddenly tell him to take a break.
Had Director Fan’s brain broken down?
Although the mid-air suspension machines were no longer like the ones of the past that could easily hurt someone if they were suspended in the air for too long, it could still cause muscle ache after extended use. Since the director told him to rest, Xue Ling rubbed his shoulders and prepared to go back to his private rest area and lie down. Unexpectedly, he noticed Su Xuanyan as soon as he turned around.
Su Xuanyan was holding something in his hand, and his face carried the same iceberg expression that didn’t seem like it would melt for a thousand years. But as soon as Xue Ling looked over, it was like snow melting in the spring, dissolving into water under the gentle warmth. The heated expression in his gaze made Xue Ling choke for a while, and he didn’t dare to respond.
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Su Xuanyan didn’t care if he responded or not. Since Fan Yueze had given Xue Ling some time to rest, he naturally followed Xue Ling into his lounge.
They were situated amongst some wild, untamed hills. The crew had set up some small sheds in order to facilitate the filming. Since he was the main actor, Fan Yueze had waved his hand and given him a special rest room. Others in the crew did not dare make trouble for him at all, and besides, Xue Ling’s acting ability was obvious to everyone, what could anyone even say?
After entering the shed, Su Xuanyan’s eyebrows wrinkled. Although it was a privilege, the environment inside was still not very good. There were two interconnected tables in the middle piled high with things, most of which were film props that Xue Ling used. His costumes were put on here, so the props team also placed his things here in order to distinguish them. Other than that, there was only a reclining chair that Xue Ling’s assistant had purchased online. It rocked when he sat on it, and Xue Ling often rested on it when he was exhausted. When he wrapped himself up and placed sunglasses on his face, he could still block himself from the rest of the world.
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“I’ll have some field tents sent to the crew.” High level tents contained a complete set of living facilities, but they were too expensive, and the crew could not afford to use that kind of thing, so they normally wouldn’t include them in the budget.
When Xue Ling heard that this was the first sentence he said after he came in, he couldn’t help laughing and said, “Your tone makes you sound like you’re my sugar daddy, ready to throw thousands of dollars at me.” His voice carried a slightly jesting tone, which made his odd remark seem less like a flirtatious statement.
Although, he was basically flirting.
He was also blatantly teasing Su Xuanyan.
Su Xuanyan, who was subjected to his teasing, said, “I can spend money on you even if I’m not your sugar daddy. This is a play that the company is investing in, and adding more resources so that the crew can have a higher standard of living is never wrong.”
Xue Ling settled into his recliner, his body shaking slightly as the chair rocked. He was still dressed in his red costume from the play, his face covered with exotic makeup, and his lips were curved up in a wicked smile. It was particularly pleasing to Su Xuanyan’s eyes; the kind of ‘pleasing’ that made people want to strip him down and press him under them on the recliner. “Does Liunian know that President Su can speak in such a respectable manner? He’s also on the same crew, but how come the big President Su isn’t concerned about his younger brother?”
Su Xuanyan said, “He no longer requires me to worry about him.” Ever since Su Liunian and Su Xuanqing got together, Su Xuanqing did not let Su Xuanyan get involved in many things anymore. Although he still cared a lot for his younger brothers, he would be rejected if he tried to interfere, and ultimately given attitude. Even if he didn’t interfere, he might still be given attitude. Su Xuanyan had slowly let it go. In any case, Su Xuanqing would make sure that Su Liunian was well taken care of, so he might as well concern himself over his own man instead. “What? Are you jealous of Liunian?”
Xue Ling choked, then sneered. Su Xuanyan’s brain pit was really big; why would he be jealous of his younger brother? He was thinking too much! “What exactly are you doing here!?”
“I came to visit the set.” Knowing that he was a damned tsundere, Su Xuanyan no longer insisted on irritating him. He placed the temperature controlled box on the desk and beckoned for Xue Ling to come over, saying, “You’ve lost a lot of weight recently, so I wanted to make you something and help you recover a bit.”
Xue Ling’s emphasis shifted slightly. “We haven’t been in touch lately, right?”
After joining the crew, Xue Ling was too tired after coming back from work to do anything but wash up and go straight to sleep. Sometimes, his hair was still wet when he fell asleep, so it was impossible for him to have gotten in touch with Su Xuanyan. He also didn’t have this kind of consciousness, because at the end of the day, the two of them were currently only living together, and it was a rather strange and inexplicable type of living together. “How did you know that I’ve gotten thinner?”
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Su Xuanyan rubbed his head and calmly said, “I’ve always been watching you, even when you don’t realize it. Naturally, I would know that you’ve lost weight.”
Xue Ling spoke in a bit of a panic, “Did you send someone to follow me?!”
Su Xuanyan: “…” He didn’t know why, but he felt that Xue Ling’s focus was a little strange. Why did he have to be caught up on this matter? “No. I can naturally see you whenever I want to.” As the world’s Boundary Master, Su Xuanyan occasionally had some special privileges. In fact, the photos that Su Liunian had seen in his room were not photos that had been taken by a camera, but rather photos that had been created when Su Xuanyan was peeping.
“…” Xue Ling was still sceptical about this matter, but he was given no opportunity to continue asking. He smelled something good, and his nose twitched. He pursed his lips and asked curiously, “What did you make?”