Lin Jianlu was wrapped in a thick blanket by his assistant, while several makeup artists somehow started arguing over a design.
Xie Wang hovered around twice but didn't find a chance to speak to his omega, then got called away by the director.
The abandoned parking lot had now become the filming location for Xie Wang.
The alpha found his lover's bloodstained ring on the rusted sheet metal, with the criminal's signature smiley face drawn in blood nearby.
He slumped to his knees dejectedly, and picked up the familiar ring with trembling hands, pressing it to his chest.
"His emotional scenes are actually quite well-acted," Chen Yimo remarked while sipping a can of Coke. As he passed by Lin Jianlu, he stuffed a handful of milk candies into his hand and handed a bag to the makeup artist. "I thought he couldn't pull it off."
Lin Jianlu: "Thank you."
"He's got a wide range," Chen Yimo commented. "Da Wang excels at action scenes; his fight scenes are super awesome. In the previous version of the Hidden Blade script, Da Wang was either in a fight or on his way to one."
Lin Jianlu looked ahead. The wind kicked up dust as Xie Wang stepped over the rusty metal sheets and spun around, kicking a flying dagger out of the air.
"Not bad, Da Wang, not bad," the director said, "Let's get a close-up from a different angle, and don't kick in the direction of my head, even if it's just a prop."
The alpha's movements were undeniably agile, and his gaze was cold and intense.
"Very handsome," Lin Jianlu commented.
"Wow, so you can actually compliment someone." Chen Yimo was curious, "What about my scene just now?"
Lin Jianlu: "Very perverted."
Chen Yimo: "..." This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
Lin Jianlu enjoyed it for a few more moments.
At this moment, Xie Wang's blend of strength and brutality made Lin Jianlu feel an overwhelming sense of security.
"Have they made you try on the wedding dress yet?" Chen Yimo asked, rolling up the script into a small tube and tapping it on his palm.
Lin Jianlu: "Wedding dress?"
"This part," Chen Yimo said, flattening his worn and tattered script to show him. "I go to the store and take away the anniversary wedding dress that Da Wang was going to give you. My character forces you to wear it, beats you, and takes photos and videos to threaten him, forcing Da Wang to quit the investigation of a case."
"But this criminal has a very peculiar affection for you. He sees a reflection of his past self in you. He feels pity for you, but also hates you," Chen Yimo explained, having thought about his role very thoroughly. "So, while he wants to use you to take revenge on Da Wang, he also wants to transform you into the same existence as himself."
Lin Jianlu: "Got it."
The director had mentioned that the wedding dress scene needed to embody the aesthetics of violence, delivering a strong visual impact on screen. Because of this, the styling team had been debating for a long time and still hadn't finalized the outfit. They seemed to be on the verge of a quarrel.
"Don't argue, don't argue," Chen Yimo said. "Wait until Da Wang finishes this scene, and then go ask him. I see he's pretty immersed in the filming, so picking a wedding dress shouldn't be a problem for him."
Lin Jianlu: "Yeah."
The styling team stopped arguing, and everyone waited for Xie Wang to finish filming the conflict scene.
"Da Wang, stop showing off during the fight scenes. We all know you're amazing," the director kept reminding him. "Keep your moves agile, no flashy tricks."
The alpha picked up his lover's ring, only to have his car targeted by some local residents who wanted to strip it for parts. This led to a confrontation.
The alpha beat them into submission and got information about the criminal's whereabouts from one of them.
Xie Wang concentrated on finishing the filming, stomped the dust off his shoes, and went to find Lin Jianlu.
The beautiful omega had makeup on his cheeks, eyes, and the corners of his mouth to simulate injuries. With his head lowered, he was quietly peeling the wrapper off a candy.
Marshmallow?
"Give me one too," Xie Wang reached out to Chen Yimo.
"Which one do you want?" Chen Yimo asked. "I only have milk candies. The marshmallow was just given by the screenwriter."
Xie Wang: "..."
Shit! This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
So many people are coaxing Lin Jianlu for filming a difficult scene.
It only made Xie Wang's concern seem even more insignificant.
Lin Jianlu's pale pink fingertips were holding the strawberry-filled marshmallow, just about to touch his soft, petal-colored lips. Hearing the conversation, Lin Jianlu paused, his hand hovering midair, and then he offered it in Xie Wang's direction.
Xie Wang leaned down and bit off the marshmallow.
As he looked up, a childish satisfaction flashed in Lin Jianlu's eyes.
"Shameless," Chen Yimo teased. "Stealing omega's snacks."
The soft and fragrant strawberry-filling was so sweet that it instantly lifted Xie Wang's mood.
"Let me see your face," Xie Wang lowered his head. "Are you okay?"
Lin Jianlu: "I'm fine."
The makeup looked so realistic that the reddish blood and faint fingerprints on the omega's snow-white cheeks didn't seem fake at all.
"I told you, I didn't use any real force," Chen Yimo chimed in. "It's all thanks to my superb pervert acting skills. When have I ever used more than fifty percent of my strength in scenes like this?"
"Teacher Xie, please help us pick out a wedding dress. We need it for the costume," a makeup artist said.
Wedding dress?
Xie Wang's heart trembled.
"We've picked out many," the makeup artist continued, "but we can't seem to finalize one. Teacher Xie, you've studied the character so well, come and take a look."
Xie Wang's mind flashed back to the wedding before his rebirth.
At that time, Xie Wang had been extremely unhappy, wearing a sullen expression and simply going through the motions to appease both families.
They hadn't even worn proper wedding attire.
But Xie Wang remembered that his family had prepared a wedding outfit for Lin Jianlu.
His mother, following her own aesthetic preferences, had chosen a white, feminine wedding dress designed by a famous designer.
Yet back then, he had been full of resentment toward the sudden marriage, and Lin Jianlu, with his otherworldly demeanor, didn't seem to care about any of it at all.
So, the wedding had been rushed, perfunctory, and utterly lacking in meaning.
He had become Lin Jianlu's alpha, and from that moment, Lin Jianlu belonged to him.
He hadn't even known that Lin Jianlu liked him.
Why hadn't Lin Jianlu ever said anything?
It's been so long now.
The details of that wedding had long faded into a blur, but for some reason, the memory of that wedding dress remained vividly clear in Xie Wang's mind.
He wanted to find that wedding dress again.
"Let's not finalize anything just yet," Xie Wang said. "I have an idea."
That wedding dress was from a classic clothing brand.
As a member of the Xie family, it would be easy to get in touch with this future big brand designer.
But there was a problem—
Based on the timeline, the wedding dress wouldn't be designed for another two years.
Xie Wang took half a day off from the film crew, sketched a rough design, and sought out the designer.
"I want the complete design of this wedding dress," Xie Wang said.
The newly graduated designer looked at the rough lines on the paper and smiled innocently: "...I haven't learned how to design wedding dresses yet. My mentor will teach me next year... I can't do it right now."
Xie Wang: "No, you can."
Designer: "…" This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
With the unbeatable combination of money and persuasive pressure, half a day later, Xie Wang got the wedding dress design in his memory and sent it off to be custom-made by the brand.
During this time, Lin Jianlu had gone back to school to catch up on classes and homework. His omega always had his studies and work meticulously organized.
When Xie Wang returned to the set from the brand, Lin Jianlu had just finished filming a scene with Chen Yimo and was now sitting with his laptop, working on revising a piece of music.
Seeing Xie Wang return, Lin Jianlu barely glanced up, not even saying hello coldly.
However, as if by accident, Lin Jianlu nudged his laptop screen slightly in Xie Wang's direction, letting him see what was on it.
On the screen, Lin Jianlu had "accidentally" opened an old, awkward school photo from his middle school days before "hurriedly" closing it again.
Xie Wang sighed inwardly and sat down next to him, gently knocking and tapping his soft fingertips.
Lin Jianlu dodged, but his neatly trimmed nails accidentally grazed the side of Xie Wang's finger.
Xie Wang simply held the man's hand down rudely and unreasonably.
Just wait a little longer, Xie Wang thought.
I've got the wedding dress back for you, let me see you wear it.
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