DCFRP Chapter 66

TL: Hua

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Qi Xiaoyu didn’t respond right away.

He understood what Ma Weiye meant.

When Song Yue said that Xun Qian’s leg didn’t get better, he suspected that this was a unique setting in the original book, a part that he couldn’t change.

But this suspicion was too terrible, so he didn’t think about it any further.

Now, Ma Weiye broke the window paper.

Ma Weiye looked at him, raised the corner of his lips, and said calmly, “How is Xun Qian’s leg? Is he still unable to stand up?”

Qi Xiaoyu’s hand holding the trophy clenched tightly.

Ma Weiye’s eyes were frivolous and cold, “Like I said, some plots cannot be changed.”

He leaned slightly forward as he spoke, approaching Qi Xiaoyu. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to slide over Qi Xiaoyu like a venomous snake.

“His leg can only be healed if Tang Yuning is there. You are standing in the middle, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.”

After Ma Weiye finished speaking, he laughed twice.

Qi Xiaoyu pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Ma Weiye continued to approach, saying, “Look, you have destroyed the original plot line, and everything you do will only backfire.”

He was close enough to see the glowing white neck under Qi Xiaoyu’s dark blue double-breasted suit, which made him a little tempted, and his voice slowed down, “I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to be trapped in the plot… You can let go of Xun Qian, relax, and change your own plot; isn’t that better? I invited you to work with me…”

“Really? Thank you very much for your kindness.”

Qi Xiaoyu interrupted Ma Weiye.

He raised his head again, and the momentary panic just now had disappeared. He pushed Ma Weiye away and said coldly, “My assistant is still waiting for me, please make way.”

He walked around the person, strode down, and walked off the stage.

Ma Weiye didn’t give up and chased after him again, “Are you considering divorcing Xun Qian?”

Qi Xiaoyu walked straight forward and ignored him.

Ma Weiye was not embarrassed. Instead, he actually took out a document from his backpack and handed it to Qi Xiaoyu. “Make preparations in advance. You will need it sooner or later.”

Even Qi Xiaoyu didn’t react at first to what Ma Weiye handed him. When he caught a glimpse of the big words “Divorce Agreement” on the cover, his face darkened, and his tone was filled with anger and warning, “Mr. Ma, you and I are just ordinary colleagues. Your behavior is overstepping the line.”

Ma Weiye still smiled casually as usual, “Don’t rush to say you don’t need it. Keep it first. I will find a professional lawyer to draft the content. I will definitely not let you suffer.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Xiaoyu’s calm and angry expression and shrugged, “If you don’t divorce and don’t let go, the person who suffers is Xun Qian. Can you bear it?”

“Xiaoyu, are you done taking photos?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yan appeared, not far away, to find Qi Xiaoyu.

Ma Weiye shoved the document that looked like a pie in the sky into Qi Xiaoyu’s arms and took a few steps back, “I don’t think you’re in the mood to chat with me anymore, so I’ll leave first.”

After that, he pointed at the document and said, “Think about it carefully.”

*****

Xu Yan asked Qi Xiaoyu to attend the celebration banquet together.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t want to attend, so he refused on the pretext that he had to film the next morning and went back to the hotel alone.

The joy of winning the award was diluted by Ma Weiye’s words.

He returned to the hotel, threw the absurd divorce agreement on the bedside table, hurriedly changed his clothes, and took a shower.

After washing up, he lay back on the bed and took out his mobile phone. It was already twelve o’clock in the evening.

There were so many unread messages that he felt he couldn’t scroll all the way down. All of them were congratulatory messages from colleagues who had worked with him before.

But there was no message from Xun Qian.

Qi Xiaoyu also threw his mobile phone aside, feeling uncomfortable.

What Ma Weiye said could be true or false. But no matter what, it inevitably pushed a possibility into his eyes.

Was it his fault?

If not, why was the rehabilitation so simple in the original book, but now Xun Qian’s legs don’t get any better?

Qi Xiaoyu covered himself with a pillow.

Although he had just taken a shower, the fatigue from a busy day was not washed away, but was even heavier.

Since he came to this world, he has encountered many things, and he has the confidence to solve each one, but it was only at this moment that a sense of helplessness surged.

He tossed and turned, thinking of Xun Qian, his pale face and slightly trembling fingertips, and him going to the hospital for rehabilitation… Ma Weiye and Tang Yuning’s faces flashed across his mind. His heart seemed to be pulled tight by something, and he wasn’t able to fall asleep until dawn.

The next day, the alarm clock woke him up early in the morning.

Makeup began at seven o’clock, and filming began at nine o’clock.

When putting on makeup, Qi Xiaoyu felt that his current state was not good. No matter what the plot was, he still wanted to try again. Since he could change his own plot, why couldn’t he change Xun Qian’s?

He tried to divert his attention from Ma Weiye’s words yesterday, thinking about the work at hand and Xun Qian’s birthday in a few days.

While putting on makeup and waiting for the shooting, he sent a message to Kang Qitao asking about the date the record would be completed.

Kang Qitao replied that it would be delivered to him the day before Xun Qian birthday.

He sent a message to Butler Cheng and Mama Li again, saying that there were still a few ingredients that could be prepared slowly in the next few days.

But after doing all this, it still couldn’t relieve his anxiety.

Fortunately, he didn’t have many scenes in the morning, and it was over in two or three shots. Although he was not in a good state, it didn’t affect the shooting too much.

By noon, everyone was sitting in their own places to eat lunch.

He couldn’t help but send a message to Song Yue again, asking him about Xun Qian’s recent physical condition.

Not more than a few seconds after the message was sent, he clicked on it to see if there was a reply.

This was repeated four or five times before he received a reply from Song Yue.

Song Yue’s reply was very concise, just one sentence, “Come to the hospital if you have time. We’ll talk when we meet.”

Qi Xiaoyu’s fingers pressed hard on the screen. He remembered Xun Qian, who had not contacted him last night, and Butler Cheng, who had not replied to his message all morning, and immediately had a bad premonition.

Li Kun was bringing him a lunch box. He bent down and stared at Qi Xiaoyu’s face anxiously, “Xiaoyu, are you sick? Why do you look so bad?”

“I’m fine… Well, I seem to have caught a cold at the award ceremony yesterday. Please talk to Director Yang for me… I want to take half a day off today.”

“Huh?” Li Kun had been with Qi Xiaoyu for so long, and he had never seen him take leave casually. Seeing that his face was indeed not good, he agreed and asked him to go back and rest quickly.

On the way to the hospital, Qi Xiaoyu called Xun Qian, but no one answered.

He called Butler Cheng again, and it rang for a long time before someone answered.

Qi Xiaoyu asked, “Where is Xun Qian?”

“Third Master… is sleeping.”

“Uncle Cheng, tell me the truth. I’m on my way to the hospital.”

Butler Cheng choked, probably because he had never seen Qi Xiaoyu speak so sternly. He was suppressed by Qi Xiaoyu’s aura and said hesitantly, “Third Master started to have a high fever yesterday and is now in the hospital.”

****

When Qi Xiaoyu arrived at the hospital, it was about three o’clock in the afternoon.

The early summer sun was scorching. He didn’t have time to change his clothes and rushed to the hospital, sweating profusely.

Butler Cheng came to pick him up with an embarrassed look on his face. He wanted to see Qi Xiaoyu but didn’t dare look at him. Finally, he said to him in a weird posture, with his face facing Qi Xiaoyu and his eyes turned sideways, “Xiaoyu, this way.”

Qi Xiaoyu pursed his lips and followed.

He followed until he reached the outside of a ward.

Butler Cheng stopped. “Third Master hasn’t woken up yet, and the doctor doesn’t allow visitors.”

Qi Xiaoyu stood outside the ward, and through the glass, he could only see a pile of instruments and a vague shadow on the bed from a distance.

The sun shone from the corridor to the glass, and it seemed even more dazzling.

Ma Weiye’s words flashed through his mind: “If you force changes, be careful of the opposite effect.”

Qi Xiaoyu closed his eyes, and after a long while, he opened them again and returned to his normal appearance, “Did he not let you tell me?”

“Yeah.” Butler Cheng faced the ward and only dared to quietly incline his head to look at Qi Xiaoyu, “Look at the way it is now; it’s useless for you to come.”

Qi Xiaoyu snorted softly and stopped talking.

The early summer sun extended from the glass to the white wall, from dazzling white to light yellow.

Xun Qian still didn’t wake up.

It was not until the sun was setting that Butler Cheng dared to come over and ask, “Xiaoyu, why don’t you go back and have dinner before coming over?”

Seeing that Qi Xiaoyu didn’t respond, Butler Cheng said, “The Third Master will not wake up for a while. It was the same several times before… He should be fine when the fever subsides tomorrow. Don’t worry too much.”

Yes, Xun Qian had a high fever twice after Qi Xiaoyu transmigrated here, but it was different last time. At that time, Qi Xiaoyu could stay out of it and not take it to heart.

But now, he can’t.

“Third Master was already afraid that you would be worried, and now that you’re like this, wouldn’t he be even more worried? Then why don’t I ask Mama Li to bring food over? What do you want to eat?”

“There is no need to ask her to come over. I will go back to rest and come back tomorrow morning.”

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Butler Cheng was right. He couldn’t be of much help here. There were doctors here to take care of Xun Qian. He might as well stay in good spirits and bring some breakfast tomorrow morning.

He was determined to calm himself down, and when he got back to the car, he saw the divorce agreement again. He had brought this out with him when he came out of the film and television city.

It was really… ridiculous.

What he thought was ridiculous last night feels like a different path right now.

He remembered what Song Yue said when he met him in the hospital just now: “Lung disease is difficult to treat and easy to relapse. As for the leg injury… it’s really hard to say. You can only rely on luck and take it slowly.”

Everything seemed so reasonable and so… helpless.

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When Qi Xiaoyu returned to the hospital the next day, Xun Qian still didn’t wake up.

But he couldn’t stay any longer.

He had already taken half a day off yesterday, and Xun Qian’s birthday was a few days later, so he had to take another day off. He was the second male lead, and there were still many scenes to shoot, so he couldn’t delay any longer.

He left breakfast, asked Butler Cheng to tell him about Xun Qian’s situation at any time, and hurried back to the crew.

When Qi Xiaoyu returned to the crew, Yang Wei was obviously a bit angry, but seeing Qi Xiaoyu’s face, he believed Li Kun’s claim that the person was really sick.

Yang Wei carefully looked at Qi Xiaoyu’s condition and said, “Today we have to shoot the scene at the horse farm, you should quickly put on makeup, take a rest, and find a good state.”

Qi Xiaoyu agreed.

His state was tired and haggard, but it was not too bad. After all, he had experienced many things in his original world, and he was able to stabilize himself in front of others.

The scene at the horse farm was not difficult. The people who appeared on the screen were him, Tang Yuning, and Lu Tongtong.

The main content was that the three of them—a declining nobleman, a rich girl, and a progressive student—walked around the horse farm and chatted about the nation’s situation.

The speed of the horse was very slow, not much faster than walking speed.

In the middle, because Lu Tongtong missed a line, it was NG once.

Lu Tongtong apologized, saying that there were too many lines and she couldn’t remember some of them.

Tang Yuning gently asked the assistant to bring the script.

Qi Xiaoyu also asked Li Kun to bring his script and memorize the lines.

Li Kun brought the script, and he bent down from the horse to pick it up. Maybe the horse was too tall and Li Kun was too short, or maybe Qi Xiaoyu was distracted and couldn’t reach it. In short, this posture was maintained for a while, and no one knew what posture riled up the horse.

It suddenly raised its two front hooves and neighed.

“Ahhh——” There was a scream from the crowd.

Qi Xiaoyu held the reins tightly with both hands, but the horse was obviously too excited and out of control.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a second had passed. He was thrown off the horse, and the horse’s hooves seemed to step over his body. His shoulders instantly came with a shattering sound and a heart-wrenching pain.

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