Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Cheng Hong now understood that from the very beginning, their positions were unequal, and it wasn't that she was stronger than him as she thought; on the contrary, he had always held the initiative.

We shouldn't have forced him to make a statement; what good would it do if he did?

Don't tell me you can't get a divorce. Even if you did, you couldn't openly stand by his side.

Cheng Hong knew all this, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help asking her lover for a promise, even a false one, like an irrational young girl. But he was so cold-blooded that he wouldn't even give her a false promise.

It just goes to show that all men are the same; once they get something, they don't cherish it.

Yes, it's been so long since he contacted me.

If I hadn't contacted him and insisted on seeing him, he probably wouldn't have seen me again.

Many people are like this; they drift apart as time goes by.

Cheng Hong, who had her face buried in her knees, suddenly felt two hands on her shoulders. She instinctively flinched, then looked up and, through the blur, saw his funny face. Feeling particularly wronged, she decisively bit her lip and looked away, gazing out the window.

Seeing her tearful face, Yang Che said softly, "I apologize. I shouldn't have treated you as a burden, and I shouldn't have brought up your past."

"snort."

"Good sister, children say the darndest things."

Cheng Hong chuckled, a shameless laugh of his own.

Have you no shame?

"If you had any shame, would I have lured you into bed?"

"Didn't I tell you to get lost? Get lost!"

"I just thought about it, and if you want a divorce, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, I..."

Cheng Honghong's face darkened, and she lunged at Yang Che, baring her teeth and claws: "Yang Che, I'm going to kill you."

Yang Che hugged her: "Alright, we're a perfect couple, destined to be together forever... Don't move, or I'll fight you to the death if you keep this up."

"Tch, is that all you have in your head? I must be crazy. How could I possibly fall for a bastard like you?"

Yang Che earnestly advised, "Don't belittle yourself like that. Let me analyze it for you. I'm good-looking, right? I'm somewhat talented, right? I have a good figure, right? I'm young, right? And I have the ability to make money. It's no exaggeration to say that my external conditions are perfect!"

What's more, and most importantly for you, I'm big, durable, and kind-hearted.

Cheng Hong didn't know what to say for a moment, but she calmed down, raised her hand to touch his face, and then shook her head: "You used to say that I was someone you slept with. After going back, I really thought about it. No, you gave me an experience I'd never had before, but when I miss you, I don't think about that."

Yang Che paused for a moment, but ultimately did not say anything to provoke her.

The reason he came back was, as he just said, that even if she got divorced, would it affect him? No.

Whether she falls into depravity or achieves enlightenment, what does it matter to him?

After Yang Che figured this out, he felt like the world had become much bigger. He even wondered when he had become so moral, which showed that rebirth wasn't necessarily all good things.

However, when I saw her burying her face in her knees and sobbing, I couldn't help but feel a little touched. He was a scumbag and a dog, no doubt, but he wasn't a stone.

In the time that followed, the atmosphere gradually became romantic, after all, the period right after a couple reconciles is especially sweet.

Cheng Hong said she didn't plan to go home today and just wanted the two of them to spend the night together.

Yang Che agreed as if he were going to his death, which moved Cheng Hong deeply.

After dinner, Yang Che planned to take a shower, and then he and Cheng Hong would snuggle up on the sofa under the covers and watch a movie.

In the bathroom, it was Cheng Hong who washed him, her movements and expression very gentle.

"Hey, don't move, you'll get my pajamas wet again."

"Take it off."

"I've already washed. Besides, what's the point of taking it off? Lower your head."

"It can't be lower."

"Tsk, I'll wash your hair."

"Explain yourself clearly, I'll sit on a small stool."

"..."

Cheng Hong eventually took off her clothes, but unfortunately, her pajamas still got wet.

Yang Che smelled the faint rusty smell and let out a long sigh.

Cheng Hong, however, was humming "I Belevie," enjoying the moment with great pleasure.

"Honghong..."

"Hmm? Hmm... Let's go back to the bedroom."

After calming down, Cheng Hong felt a sense of lingering fear after her boyfriend received the "Good Samaritan" certificate today. So she gave him a good verbal scolding in the bedroom, and in her emotional state, she stammered.

Yang Che said that was clearly an act that received widespread praise...

The next morning, Yang Che wiped the ointment off his hands and said apologetically, "Sister Hong, I have to go, I need to catch my flight."

Lying on the bed, Cheng Hong glared at him hatefully: "Bastard."

Yang Che chuckled awkwardly: "Don't eat spicy food these next few days, and remember to take your anti-inflammatory medicine."

"roll."

Seeing that she was about to throw the pillow, Yang Che quickly calmed her down: "Don't get agitated, it's not entirely my fault."

"Didn't I say I'd only try and stop if it didn't work? And what do you take me for...?"

Cheng Hong started crying as she spoke.

Actually, although she was in a lot of pain after it was over yesterday, she wasn't this emotional. She just complained a few times. The reason she's acting like this now is simply because he's leaving.

Yang Che also felt that he had been a bit too much, so he said, "I will definitely keep in touch regularly from now on."

Hearing this, Cheng Hong's expression softened somewhat, then she turned her head to the side and asked, "You'll be able to get up in a bit, right?"

"About ten minutes."

"Hmm...you can go now."

A poem says:

Last night, the golden wind entered the secluded valley.

This morning I felt a sharp, piercing pain, as if a needle were pricking my bones.

If you ask why the road is so difficult

Only after experiencing lovemaking can one truly understand suffering.

Yang Che was also quite moved, realizing that people have to walk the right path, otherwise they will not gain anything.

Before we knew it, it was 7 p.m., still in the Regent Hotel area, but now in the cigar bar.

This was not a victory celebration banquet, but a pre-banquet exchange meeting.

There weren't many participants, and there were no reporters taking photos from time to time.

Of course, there were also media personnel, but it would be more appropriate to call them film critics; there were only two of them.

One of them is Paul Fong, a foreigner who has made numerous cameo appearances in Stephen Chow's movies. He is a graduate student in the Chinese Department of Peking University and has lived in Hong Kong for many years.

Besides being a go-to foreigner for Hong Kong films, he also has a film review column in the South China Morning Post and is a television movie program host.

This guy doesn't speak Cantonese very well, but he speaks Mandarin quite well.

He was currently chatting happily in Mandarin with South Korean film producer Jung Byung-won, accompanied by Cheng Er and Yu Wenhao. Jung Byung-won looked radiant, clearly having been doing very well lately.

The second is Zhang Jiayu from China Film News. They had arranged to meet beforehand. She also came on the same flight as Yang Che. At this moment, she was listening to Taiwanese film distributor Huang Songyi talk about the marketing strategy of "My Sassy Girl" in Taiwan. Liu Chang was accompanying her.

After all, based on the 1999 box office figures, "My Sassy Girl" ranked third in Taiwan with NT$1.04 million, and was the only Mandarin film among the top 25 films... the rest were all Hollywood blockbusters.