Endless Fall

173 Jiang Ye, I Think I’m in Love with You

“There’s no hurry.” Lin Jiao, who was not wearing slippers, stepped on his foot and looked up to ask, “Have you done dealing with the fly?”

“It’ll take a while.”

“Will it affect you?”

“No.” Pei Zhi picked her up and lay on the soft sofa with her. “I have a fly swatter.”

Lin Jiao suddenly thought of Chu Yuzhou’s gift. “Where did you put the gifts we haven’t unwrapped yet?”

“In the safe.” Pei Zhi kissed her red lips to divert her attention.

Lin Jiao, who was kissed until her eyes were blurry, was immersed in the temperament of his lips and forgot about the gift.

She calmed her breathing. “You kissed me for so long again.”

Pei Zhi smiled and brushed her hair back.

He kissed her lips. “I can’t control myself when it comes to kissing you.”

“You’ve never controlled yourself.”

“I did.” There were times he secretly controlled himself from crossing the line.

However, Lin Jiao did not know if he did not tell her.

She looked into his eyes. “Can you control yourself next time? I’m curious what you’ll look like.”

Pei Zhi nodded meaningfully.

He held her in his arms domineeringly and watched the TV in the long and silent night.

The cold wind collided with the glass window crazily, but it was to no avail. It could only drift away with the fallen leaves, looking for an unobstructed place.

In the movie town, many production teams were filming outdoors day and night.

The cold wind howled past the actors under the lamplight, causing them to tighten their coats.

Jiang Ye, who was trembling, focused when he heard the word action.

He alternated between his role and reality until Friday evening before he could have time to take a break.

“How many days off?” Wu Rui, who came to the shooting site to see him, sent him home when he heard that he was going to take a break.

“A day.”

“Back tomorrow night?”

“The morning after tomorrow.” Jiang Ye adjusted the passenger seat and leaned back to relax.

He looked at the calendar. “It’s the fourth today.”

“Aren’t you tired of counting the days?”

“Not at all.”

Wu Rui was really impressed.

He looked at Jiang Ye’s tired eyes. “I suggest you post it tomorrow.”

Jiang Ye suddenly looked up. “You think I’m doing the right thing?”

“Of course.” He handed him a cigarette while waiting for the light to turn green. “The sooner you make it public, the sooner you can get rid of one thing on your mind.”

“Brother Rui, thank you.” Jiang Ye smiled, as if all the fatigue in his body had been swept away.

The joy he showed infected Wu Rui.

“What’s there to thank me for?” He retracted his gaze and continued driving. “Hurry up and tell her.”

“Alright.” Jiang Ye sent Pei Yilan a WeChat message.

Not long after he sent the message, Wu Rui stepped on the brakes at the door of Ming Xin Mansion. “Remember not to let her show her face.”

“I know.” He closed the car door with a smile and walked towards the building.

The house Zhou Yanshen rented for him was in Unit 10.

The elevator in Unit 10 happened to be under repair. Jiang Ye had no choice but to climb the stairs.

“Jiang… Ye…”

A female voice that sounded like she was crying and laughing entered his ears.

Jiang Ye stopped in his tracks and leaned against the safe passage on the sixth floor, looking up casually.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, “How may I help you, young lady?”

“I… want… to go home with you.”

“Home for what?”

“Eat… you.” Pei Yilan slowed down her speech, creating a scary atmosphere.

Jiang Ye almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Then come down.” He pulled open the door on the left and coughed to hide his laughter. “Give me a bite first.”

“I… didn’t… take a… shower.”

“It’s fine. I’ll boil the water.”

“Are you going to scald me with boiling water?” Pei Yilan rushed down the steps and pounced into his arms.

“The piglet needs to be scalded to taste good.”

“You’re the pig.”

Jiang Ye did not retort.

He held Pei Yilan’s hand and walked to the apartment on the left. As he opened the door, he asked her, “When did you arrive?”

“Ten minutes ago?”

“No wonder you didn’t reply to my WeChat.”

“What did you send?” Pei Yilan changed into the couple slippers he bought. “I haven’t had time to look at it yet.”

“Our relationship can be made public tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?!” She stood on her tiptoes in surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck. “What do you plan to post?”

“I’ll show you after I post it.” Jiang Ye leaned down and kissed her between her eyebrows gently.

He looked into the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?”

“The noodles you cooked.”

“Okay.” He asked Pei Yilan to sit on the sofa and turned around to walk into the kitchen to take out a piece of beef.

Listening to him wash and cut the vegetables, Pei Yilan felt like she was living a life after marriage.

She opened the takeout app and ordered some fruits and snacks to prepare for staying here overnight.

“Yilan, it’s ready.” Jiang Ye stood at the dining table with two bowls of noodles and called out to her.

“Wait.” Pei Yilan opened the door to get the takeout before walking over.

“What did you buy?”

“Fruits.” She rolled the noodles up with her chopsticks and blew on it twice before bringing it to her mouth.

Last weekend, Jiang Ye showed off his culinary skills. She had only tasted it once before her stomach was conquered.

“Jiang Ye.” She held her stomach and looked at him sincerely. “I think I’m in love with you.”

Jiang Ye paused.

Before he could respond, she continued, “I can feel it in my stomach.”

Her expression and familiar words reminded him of a line from ‘Léon: The Killer’.

“Is it warm there?”

“Yes.” She immersed herself in acting. “I always had a knot there and now… it’s gone.”

“I’m glad you don’t have a stomach ache any more.” Jiang Ye played along with her. “But the noodles are going to become sticky.”

Pei Yilan walked out of her role the next second.

She quietly finished a bowl of beef noodles and asked him, “How is my acting just now?”

Jiang Ye washed the cherries. “It’s especially good.” It was so good that he thought she meant every word she said.

“Who else have you acted with?”

“Jiaojiao.” Pei Yilan put her hand in the running tap water and hooked his little finger. “We all like to watch dramas.”

“Which type?”

“Anything that’s good. It doesn’t matter what type it is.”

Jiang Ye held her hand and wiped it with a tissue.

He picked up the fruit plate filled with cherries and held her waist as they returned to the living room. “Then choose one and we’ll watch it together.”

At the mention of watching something, Pei Yilan thought of After.

She opened her laptop and projected it onto the TV without hesitation. “This is very good.”

“You’ve seen it?”

“No, I heard that the plot is very exciting.”

Jiang Ye took off his slippers and lay on the sofa on the right with Pei Yilan. He covered himself with a blanket and enjoyed the movie. “Is this about school love or something?”

Pei Yilan nodded. “The first one is.”