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Chapter 968 You Can't Stop Me Even If You Don't Want To [2-in-1]

Chapter 969 Step Aside! [Two-in-One]

Scene: Hospital corridor - Night

The corridor lights were a stark white, and the smell of disinfectant seemed almost audible through the lens. Lucy had just emerged from the operating room, her black vest stained with a few drops of blood, her abdominal wound simply bandaged. Her steps were steady, but her eyes had lost the sharpness they held when she escaped. Her fingertips unconsciously traced the wall, as if she could sense the dust moving beneath the bricks.

She walked to a public phone, (paused her finger for two seconds) and precisely dialed a number without the slightest hesitation. (The pause while waiting for the call to connect will likely be a close-up, where subtle facial expressions can be used effectively.)
Lucy: Mom. (Note the tone of voice here; it would be better if it were steady but with a slight tremor.)

[The phone rang with her mother's sleepy, concerned voice, accompanied by the hum of an old-fashioned fan in the background. Lucy tilted her head slightly, her gaze passing through the hallway window to the night sky, her pupils reflecting the scattered lights, yet as if gazing at a more distant nebula.]

Lucy: Mom, I can remember the soreness in my gums when I had braces, like tiny electric currents flowing between my teeth. And when I was seven and had a fever, the temperature of your palm on my forehead was more accurate than a thermometer.

(You can pause here, for example, gently touch your cheek with your fingertips.)

I even remember the smell of your breast milk when I was one year old, with the aroma of sun-dried milk powder.

[Her mother chuckled on the phone, teasing, "How could a little kid remember these things?" Lucy didn't laugh; her lips remained flat, but her eyes gradually welled with tears. A tear slid down her cheek; she caught it in her hand, gazing at the droplet on her fingertip as if observing a substance she had never seen before.]

Lucy: Mom, I can feel the earth spinning, carrying us 30,000 kilometers every second. I can hear the nurse's heartbeat at the end of the corridor and the frequency of the insects' wings fluttering outside the window. (Her voice gradually softens, finally reaching an almost compassionate tenderness) But I seem to be forgetting what "sadness" feels like, forgetting fear, forgetting the panic of just killing someone.

Lucy raised her hand to her chest, where her heartbeat was as steady as a mechanical clock. Her mother's voice on the other end of the phone was worried, asking if something had happened. Lucy took a deep breath.

(It is suggested to add some eye movements here, such as silent crying, tears suddenly bursting forth without a sobbing voice, just tears streaming down the cheeks, to guide the audience into the next emotional segment.)
Lucy: I love you, Mom. Deeper than the "love" I knew yesterday, more profound than the "emotion" I understood ten minutes ago. (Pause, her gaze hardens again, as if she's made a decision.) If I am no longer myself, please remember that I have always loved you.

[Hanging up the phone, she turned away, her tears gone, her face regaining a calm that transcended human emotion. The corridor light cast a long shadow behind her, its edges slightly blurred, as if it might melt into the air at any moment.]

Liu Yifei turned off the camera, let out a long sigh, and after calming herself down, picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corner of her eye.

I sniffed, sat down at the computer, and pressed the replay button.

After waiting for 3 seconds, "she" walked into the camera's view and then performed without any props, exactly as the script had been written.

Sun Yi was originally supposed to be behind the camera, making a cameo appearance as the director, but she suddenly received a call from Warner Bros. and had to go outside to make the call, so she filmed and practiced on her own.

Fortunately, before it started, someone had already explained the precise positioning and related script analysis to her, just like feeding her food directly into her mouth.

For example, how would he, as the director, handle a certain shot? What kind of performance style would be used to more easily guide the audience's emotions in a certain shot? These are the things in parentheses at the end of the script, which are all script analyses that Sun Yi wrote for her.

She flew to the United States with him this time because she was going to audition for "Lucy" in the middle of the month, so she came ahead of time.

【Mother! 】

Looking at herself on the screen, Liu Yifei thought, "You know, handling it this way, according to someone's analysis..."
It seems, maybe, probably, it's definitely much better than my previous performances.
No, it's just a little bit better.

They just had to come over and mess up someone else's script.
cheeky~
Annoying!
Liu Yifei sniffed and gave a soft snort.

If there were a mirror in front of her, she'd probably blush. Her lips are so upturned they could practically drip with soy sauce.

After watching it once, Liu Yifei peeked into the living room and could vaguely hear someone's voice.

"The special effects are absolutely top-notch; I'm sure you'll be amazed."

It seemed that someone's phone call wasn't over yet, so Liu Yifei snapped out of her thoughts and pressed play again.

There seem to be a few places that weren't handled perfectly just now.

On her second viewing, Liu Yifei was completely absorbed, even projecting her own emotions onto the story.

"The Lucy here hasn't fully evolved yet. The key is to grasp the 'tears in the process of evolution'—on one hand, she's about to become a god, surpassing all human emotions, and on the other hand, she still retains the most unforgettable emotional memories of humanity: her mother and maternal love."

Just as Liu Yifei was completely focused, a cell phone ringing brought her back to reality.

Oh dear, I forgot to mute it too!

Who made the call so late?
I picked up my phone and immediately pressed the call button. "Mom!"

"Mom~"

"Hey, Sisi, why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Were you busy? Did I bother you?"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Xiaoli's voice was as gentle as ever.

Just moments ago, Ms. Liu was deeply experiencing "motherly love," but now, hearing her mother's voice made her feel incredibly warm and comforted.

"No, Mom, there's a time difference between here and back home. It's already evening, what are you busy with?"

"I meant I was disturbing you and Xiao Yi."

"Him? What's there to bother him about?"

Liu Yifei looked puzzled, and Liu Xiaoli on the other end of the phone paused noticeably.

This, this... My daughter, is she really that slow-witted?
Before Liu Xiaoli could think further, Liu Yifei, who hadn't even reacted yet, asked first, "Mom, did you call me because something's wrong?"

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, there is something I need to tell you."

"Yeah~ you say."

"Sissi, the final box office statistics for 'Dearest' are out."

"Really? How much?"

"It's 620 million!" Liu Xiaoli's voice was filled with excitement. "After deducting all taxes and production costs, it's almost 200 million, and it's all been transferred to your charitable foundation account. That's a huge sum of money, Qianqian! Have you discussed it with Xiaoyi? Are you sure you won't keep any for yourself?"

"2 million, wow, that's quite a lot."

Liu Yifei also took a slight breath when she heard the number.

"Yes, there are so many. Why don't you discuss it with Xiao Yi again and see if it's appropriate?"

"Discuss? Hey, Mom, I thought you were going to say something. There's no need to discuss it. We already decided beforehand that we'd donate everything to charity. You don't need to worry about it."

Liu Yifei was both amused and exasperated. She had thought it was something serious. When she heard that all of the 2 million yuan in profits from the movie would be donated to a charity fund, she was indeed surprised, but not at all. Instead, she felt a sense of pride and honor that welled up from the bottom of her heart.

This is for Sun Yi's promise, and also for the social value brought by this film.

"By the way, Mom, you absolutely must use this money wisely. Find a professional accounting firm to ensure the funds are transparent and traceable!"

Liu Yifei gave a serious word of advice.

"Hey! You don't need to teach me this. In the past two years, I've been more concerned about the fund account than my own money, just in case something goes wrong and affects you and Xiaoyi."

Liu Xiaoli spoke from the bottom of her heart, and her tone became noticeably more serious.

To be honest, she has indeed devoted all her energy to her daughter's personal foundation in the past two years, wishing she could split every penny in two to spend.

When conducting field research in remote areas, if she needs to travel by plane, she will book economy class if possible, and never business class. If there are no star-rated hotels in the area, she will never go to great lengths to stay in local budget hotels. If it weren't for safety concerns, she might have stayed in small motels.

Liu Xiaoli thought to herself that she had lived most of her life and finally seen her daughter grow up happily, now with a successful career and a happy marriage. She must do more good deeds to accumulate blessings for her two little ones. Hearing her mother's obviously serious tone, Liu Yifei quickly changed her tune and started to act coquettishly: "Oh, Mom, I didn't mean it that way, I was just saying."

“I know, but Mom is also aware of the situation. I've already started contacting relevant anti-trafficking and family reunification organizations, as well as relevant departments of the Ministry of Public Security. In the past two days, I've met with several...sigh, several families whose children have been abducted. To be honest, it's true.”

Liu Xiaoli's voice lowered as she recalled what she had seen and heard over the past few days. As a mother, she truly empathized with what she had experienced.

"That scene was truly heartbreaking, enough to bring tears to anyone's eyes. A perfectly good family, shattered just like that, and my heart aches too. Especially when I think of you when you were little, in America, naughty, not coming home on time, and I frantically searching for you, thinking you were lost, my heart aches!"

"Uh!"

Upon hearing her mother mention her childhood, Liu Yifei was immediately captivated.

"Mom~ I, I'm not lost!"

"You're lucky you didn't lose it!"

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"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. From now on, when I'm free, I'll let Xiao Yi take care of you."

"Tch, who knows who's in charge!"

Ms. Liu was clearly unconvinced.

"What's wrong? Are you throwing a tantrum at Xiao Yi!"

Upon hearing her mother's tone, Liu Yifei, who had just been pouting, immediately stopped and said with an embarrassed smile, "Mom~ how could that be? I'm a virtuous wife and loving mother now~"

"Oh dear, even though I've been abroad, I was still pretty good at Chinese back in China. When did you start interpreting this idiom like that? I'll barely pass as a virtuous wife for now, but as for the rest, do you even have that?"

".!"

Liu Yifei was once again criticized by her mother, but she really didn't.

"By the way, Xixi, have you been spending a lot of time with Xiaoyi lately?"

"Huh?" Liu Yifei was bewildered by her mother's ability to switch topics so quickly, and subconsciously replied, "Quite a lot, I see them almost every day, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I see you every day." Liu Xiaoli repeated, her tone becoming cautious as she tentatively asked, "You've been married for over half a year now, and... hasn't there been any news?"

"What noise? What noise?" Liu Yifei held the phone, looking completely bewildered.

Liu Xiaoli has become famous.

"What noise did you make?!"

Then, Liu Yifei suddenly realized what her mother meant, and her cheeks flushed bright red, all the way to the tips of her ears.

"Mom! What are you saying?!"

"What's wrong? You're already married, why can't I talk about it?"

Liu Yifei was both embarrassed and annoyed, and her voice rose several decibels, "This isn't something that can be rushed!"

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Just from the tone of her voice, Liu Xiaoming knew what her little girl was feeling. She felt a little embarrassed, but still couldn't help but say, "Mom was just thinking that while I'm still healthy, I can help you take care of you and look after other people."

"Oh dear, please don't say that!"

Liu Yifei covered the microphone of her phone, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground. She felt ashamed, angry, and indescribably wronged.

Is this my fault? It's clearly a matter between two people. I, I gave them chances, but this guy kept saying things like, "We're still young, no rush," "Let nature take its course," "Let's wait a bit." It's like he's in a huge hurry!
She was on the phone, not wanting to say it outright, so she could only grumble and say, "Okay, okay, Mom, don't worry about it. We know what we're doing."

"Alright, alright, I know that's what your professions are like, but Mom has to remind you, a woman's best years are only a few. And if it's any later... well, Mom can manage, but there's also your Aunt Qin, and Xiao Yi too."

"Oh, okay, Mom, it's so late, you should get some rest, okay?"

"Alright, alright, be more careful."

Having finally managed to calm her overly worried mother down, Liu Yifei buried her burning face in the soft pillow as soon as she hung up the phone, thinking fiercely to herself: Sun Yi! It's all your fault! Next time... next time I definitely won't let you get away with this. You wait, next time... next time I'll make sure you get someone killed!

When Sun Yi finished his call and returned to the bedroom, he saw that Miss Liu had already tidied up and gone to bed early.

Wow! I actually went to bed so early tonight.

"Sissi, aren't you going to practice anymore?"

There was no echo.

Feeling bored, Sun Yi could only silently go to wash up, while analyzing the situation in his mind:

Did she get angry because I suddenly called her instead of practicing with her?

But then I thought about it again, and it didn't quite make sense.

My little girl, although she sometimes likes to act cute and throw little tantrums, has never done that when it comes to serious matters. You could say she's very sensible.

So, what's going on?

Could it be that I'm going to bed early tonight?
Hey, we've been married for ages, what's there to be embarrassed about? Just say something!
However, this style is indeed...
The more Sun Yi thought about it, the more reliable it seemed, and his movements noticeably quickened. After washing up, he crawled straight into bed.

Turn off the lights.

The moonlight bathed the night, spilling onto the bed, revealing a beautiful S-shaped curve before Sun Yi's eyes.

Liu Yifei had her back to Sun Yi, the thin brocade quilt just covering her shoulders, revealing a section of her rounded neck, and her black hair was scattered.

Sun Yi's arm was pressed against the bed surface, and he moved it little by little. As soon as his fingertips touched it, the curve in front of him seemed to "tremble".

Soft, smooth.
Sun Yi's fingers slowly traced Liu Yifei's waistline from bottom to top, the distinct sensation washing over him in waves, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

The mattress sank slightly, and Sun Yi tentatively moved closer to the girl's side.

A faint fragrance wafted over.

From the waist upwards, Sun Yi felt it even more clearly this time. The person in his arms did indeed "tremble" slightly. He could even imagine the skin beneath his fingertips gradually turning pink.

My Adam's apple twitched involuntarily.

"Daughter-in-law~"

"Move aside and get up!"

Sun Yi: 0 0?

(End of this chapter)

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