I changed myself from the hospital clothes to my own ones, and when I came outside the washroom after changing, I saw the room was empty and felt silent. I looked here and there inside the room, but no one was there. Then my eyes landed on the bed. There was a box placed over there with a chit on it. I came closer to that box and took it up in my hand.
The chit on it stated that after opening it, open your WeChat first. Then what else could it be—it was a new phone inside that box. I opened it and switched on the phone, then I immediately opened WeChat on it first. The moment I opened it, there was a message already popping up on the top of my WeChat.
I opened it. It was from Yuan. It was written there:
"I got some urgent work, so I need to go there. Sorry, I couldn't make it till your discharge. We'll directly meet on the set. I have placed your SIM in this phone, so no need to worry about your important contacts, everything is already set in it. And one more thing—do call Wang Ruoxi to pick you up from the hospital. Don't try to act brave, silly girl. You are still recovering, you need support, so please call her at least for me. Don't make your boyfriend feel worried about you."
The message ended. I took a deep breath after reading it and said to myself, you are such a thoughtful boyfriend, and smiled again.
Then I sat on the bed for a while and opened Weibo, and there it was—his photos and videos with an actress at an award show where he also walked the red carpet with her. That much I knew, that no new project was lined up with this actress, then why was she there with him at the award function?
Then I scrolled down and saw a video of him talking to that actress, and she was also sitting beside him. I felt upset, a little upset. I know it's just for work, but I do feel jealous. What should I do? I know it's part of work, but why do I feel like this? Oooo Zhao Shiza, let's relax, don't think that much.
Then I saw him in that video only—he was looking so handsome. Of course, he is my Yuan Yuan. He always looks freaking handsome, whatever he wears suits him, and this cream-coloured suit never looked so great on anyone. Of course, my Yuan Yuan is wearing it; it already makes it worth thousands of billions.
But watching him with that actress, my Mr Heart felt an ache that I wasn't able to endure. It may be jealousy, or it's like I can't see him with other girls because I just feel like I am so different from them. Did he also feel like that? Did he also think that actresses like her are more compatible with him than me? Will he leave me one day like today, after placing some gift?
No, no—what evil thoughts are coming into your mind, Zhao Shiza. Enough is enough. I trust my Yuan Yuan, but I don't trust my fate. I really don't trust it. What if my fate has never written you to be mine and me to be yours? I said to myself.
No matter what, even if it didn't, but right now, at this moment of my life, I am with you and you are with me. What else could I ask from God other than this? I always thought for years that I wanted to breathe in the same air where you are breathing, but look, I got more than I asked for. I am not only breathing in the same air as you, but with you—with you.
What fate holds for me, let it remain there only. I can't destroy my beautiful present moments by thinking about whether in my future you'll remain with me or not. I can't spoil it thinking about the future. I just want to celebrate every moment, every hour, every minute, and every second with you—with you only, you only, for you, as you are my one and only.
Many people said to me in the past years that Yuan is an actor, you can never reach him, he'll never notice you, his eyes will never be able to see you, you can only watch him through the screen. But I never focused on their rubbish talks. They also said that I might forget you as you are my some stupid childhood crush.
But you know what I did? I just dived into the ocean of you. I just dived into myself there, completely drenched in your ocean of charm, attraction, love, prayers, and immense affection. After that, I wasn't able to think of anything else. I am always yours, Yuan, since the very first moment I saw you.
But really, I really don't know—am I yours? Did you really—? I never doubted your intentions, but how can I not doubt my fate that always plays harsh with me when it comes to you?
I smiled at myself and closed the phone and said to myself, I know there are differences, there are distances, there are unreachable things, long routes and paths between us. We are not two worlds—we are two different universes apart. But still, I say that again and again: love has no boundaries, no distances, no differences ever matter to it. Love is like prayer, and you can pray anywhere, at any time, from any place.
My love for you—I don't know whether it is capable of fighting all the differences between us or not. But the thing I know very surely is that at last, whether my love is able to fight with the odds or not, it surely carries the courage to fight. My love is not a random fangirl love for a celebrity actor. My love is made for you.
After seeing you, only then I was able to understand what love really feels like, what it actually is. And I don't know how much life I have, but I'll try. My love will fight to get you. Whether I win this battle or not is not in my hands, but if I didn't fight for it, then it only means that I accepted defeat way before even trying to get you.
A tear splashed into my eyes, and I immediately wiped it and made a silent promise to myself while keeping one hand on my Mr Heart—that I know I am going to be harsh with you, I know it will hurt you, I know you are small and fragile, but please, you have to be with me throughout all this. I know there are 99.9999 percent chances of us failing, but I want you to stay for that 0.0000001 percent chance of winning.
Then I moved out of the room and booked a taxi for myself. While going out from the hospital, Dr. Feng called me from behind, "Miss Zhao Shiza." I turned around immediately.
"Take your files and reports with you, and do register yourself on the site for Rh-null value blood group, so that in the future if you run into any sort of problem, you'll get the best treatment," he said while handing me the files and reports.
"Thank you, Dr. Feng," I said.
But Dr. Feng was still looking at me like he wanted to say something that he couldn't, so I asked him, "Is there anything else, Dr. Feng, that you want to say to me?"
"No, just one advice for you," he said.
"What?" I asked shockingly.
"From next time onwards, don't make your boyfriend so worried about you. He becomes a crazy mad person when it comes to you. He even booked that entire floor for you so that your sleep wouldn't get disturbed and you could sleep peacefully and soundly. Because this time I was dealing with him—and Miss Zhao, I really have a good level of patience for handling such cases—but if there was someone else in my place with him, then surely there would have been a fight between him and that person."
I laughed and said, "Okay, Dr. Feng. I'll remember your advice and surely implement it in the future."
"Good. I hope you two love birds have a great future together, and together you both can fight all the odds. I hope you both stay healthy, happy, clinging to each other like now," he said.
I blushed and looked down at the floor, thinking that this floor must break so I could hide myself from this. "Thank you for your warm wishes to us, Dr. Feng. Now I am leaving, my taxi has arrived," I said.
"Okay, goodbye, Miss Zhao. I hope in the future I won't have to deal with you two again—last night was enough for me," he said dramatically.
I smiled back at him and then went outside the hospital. I reached the taxi that was waiting for me and got inside. Within one hour, I reached the shooting location.
The moment I entered the shooting set, I started looking for Yuan, but I think he is not here. Maybe his work is taking more time. Then a new assistant came near me and said, "You are Miss Zhao Shiza, right?"
I nodded my head.
"Okay, come with me. Be prepared for some mock shoots for the second male lead of the drama series," she said.
"Second male lead?" I repeated.
She said, "Yes. The main male lead is still Mr. Xu Yuan, but a second male lead for a few episodes, just to make love triangle scenes—not all the time, just for a few episodes."
I took a deep sigh and said to myself, thank God, I got scared. How stupid I was—how could I even think that if a series has Yuan in it, then there is any need for a second lead? It's just for adding some spice to the drama series.
"Miss Zhao, please change your costume. Director Li will call you within fifteen minutes," she said.
I nodded and went straight to my makeup room to get changed and ready for the scene. But where is Yuan? When will he reach here? That question was still stuck in my mind. What important work does he have more than shooting the drama? I know how hardworking he is, but where are you now, Yuan? Where are you?
I asked myself again and again, waiting for him—as always, forever and ever…