After the dinner with Mu Junze and Meng Nianchu, Ju Zisheng returned home. Lying in bed, he tossed and turned, finding it hard to fall asleep.
He couldn't figure out why Bai Ling had changed like this. Had he done something wrong? Was it because he didn't leave the airport with her and protect her? Or was it because he didn't go directly to her place to accompany her that night, leaving her sleepless?
Ju Zisheng just couldn't understand. Before they returned to China, their relationship had been fine. But after getting off the plane and until they met the next day, everything had changed. She seemed like a completely different person.
"What on earth is going on?" Ju Zisheng murmured to himself.
He had drunk a bit of alcohol, and thinking about this matter over and over again started to give him a headache.
He covered his head with his hand and tossed and turned in bed. It was not until morning that he finally fell asleep.
During this sleep, Ju Zisheng had a dream.
He dreamed that Bai Ling broke up with him, saying they would never see each other again. Bai Ling was going to leave the entertainment industry, find an ordinary person to get married and have children, leaving him alone, standing helplessly in the darkness. Then the scene changed, and he was on the stage. Looking at the sparse audience below, the lights slowly dimmed, and he ended his performance dismally all by himself.
He woke up suddenly, covered in sweat.
He felt something wet on his face and reached out to touch it.
"Oh, it's tears..." Ju Zisheng sighed.
It turned out that the sadness in a dream could really carry over into the real world.
By now, it was already bright. He looked up at the clear sky outside the window and suddenly felt a splitting headache.
"Sure enough, I shouldn't have drunk so much last night."
Actually, it wasn't just the effect of alcohol. It was because he had been thinking about that matter all the time, and the pressure was too great.
Nervous and with poor rest, it was natural to have a splitting headache. Alcohol was just a catalyst to some extent.
He got up, walked to the balcony, and leaned over to look outside.
Across was the sea beside the city. Looking at the boundless sea, he couldn't help sighing. In fact, people were so tiny, yet their pain was boundless. The sea was so vast. Did it also have pain? Did it cry, laugh, feel happy, or sad?
"Hey~" he shouted in the direction of the sea, but no one answered him.
"Do you feel sad?" he continued to shout in the direction of the sea. Still, no one answered. All that responded to him was a gust of wind blowing towards him. He felt a burst of coolness and the smell of the ocean.
After being blown by this gust of wind, he suddenly became much more sober. Then he sighed, "So this is your answer. I understand."
When he asked the sea if it felt sad, the sea actually did respond to him. It blew a gust of wind, telling him to let things take their course, to treat everything easily, and then he wouldn't be so sad.
Ju Zisheng felt much better. He turned around and went back into the house, then dialed his assistant's phone number.
"Hello, what's up, sir?" the assistant asked on the other end. She was busy preparing for the concert and other advertising announcements and was in a complete mess. Suddenly receiving Ju Zisheng's call, she asked respectfully.
"Um, I'm not feeling well today. Cancel today's activities. I need a day off. Tell them that I'll finish all the work tomorrow."
Ju Zisheng said this. In fact, he wasn't really unwell. He just simply wanted to give himself a holiday, to rest for a day and adjust his mood.
"But the work has already been arranged, sir. If we don't do it today, the tasks will be very heavy tomorrow. I'm worried..."
The assistant said so. Actually, what she was really worried about was whether the investors would withdraw their funds.
But what she wanted to show was that she was concerned about Ju Zisheng.
It was really hard to fathom people's hearts.
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I'll finish all the tasks tomorrow. You have to believe in the strength of an actor. And as for the investors, tell them to listen to me. Otherwise, they can find someone else. I don't believe that there's anyone who can achieve the same publicity effect as me at a lower price."
Hearing Ju Zisheng say this, the assistant's heart sank. It seemed that Mr. Ju was definitely going to take a day off today. Once he made up his mind, it was hard to change.
"Okay, sir. I'll make arrangements for you here. You just have a good rest and take care of yourself today. The tasks will be very heavy tomorrow."
"Okay," Ju Zisheng replied. "Thank you. You've worked hard."
"It's okay, sir. It's my honor to work for you!" the assistant replied.
Ju Zisheng gave a grunt and then hung up the phone.
On this day, he began to enjoy a day's holiday.
He sat on the balcony, enjoying the sea breeze and the sun; drank plenty of water to promote metabolism and relieve his headache; read books. There were several books that he had only the endings left to read, but he had never found the time.
He flipped through the photos in his phone. Memories were like a flowerbed overgrown with weeds. If you didn't weed it regularly, it was hard to discover how beautiful it used to be.
It used to be? Yes, it used to be.
On this day, he cooked a meal for himself, made two glasses of juice, finished reading the endings of three books, and flipped through more than 40 pages of photos and chat records.
He believed that Bai Ling definitely wasn't such a person. The next time he saw her, he must ask things clearly.
Yes, last time she must have not had a good rest, so her emotions were a bit unstable. Next time, when she had rested well, he would confirm things with her again, Ju Zisheng thought to himself.
Happy times always passed quickly. The one - day holiday ended in a hurry. Early the next morning, Ju Zisheng got up early. After packing up and washing up, he set off for the work site.
The assistant sighed, "Sir, are you a robot? It's already been half a day, and you don't need to rest at all. Aren't you tired?"
Ju Zisheng started working as soon as he left home in the morning, and it was already half - past twelve noon.
"I'm okay. Why? If you're tired, you can go and rest. I should be able to rest later. Remember to prepare lunch for me. I'll continue working after I eat."
"Okay, sir. I'll go and prepare it right away."
After a while, Ju Zisheng finally finished his work. It was time for lunch. He was sitting in the lounge, eating and looking at the task announcements behind him. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Sir, Miss Bai Ling is here to see you."
Ju Zisheng was stunned. He hadn't even gone to find her, but she came to see him first. This was just the right opportunity to have a good talk with her.
"Let her in," Ju Zisheng replied.
"Okay, sir."
Bai Ling walked in with a strange expression on her face. The first thing she said was, "Why did you ask to see me? If you have something to say, just tell the company and let them arrange it. Why do you have to see me in person?"
Hearing Bai Ling say this as soon as she came in, Ju Zisheng got angry.