Chapter 70: Infatuated

The spring and autumn scenes of *Two of Us* only took up a total of 20-plus minutes, not even as much as a winter.

Although shooting without snow would be much easier, his shooting order this time was reversed. That is, he shot the late autumn first, then the early autumn, and finally shot the spring scenes normally.

Because late autumn and winter are the closest, the preparatory work had to be done beforehand, such as treating the fallen leaves in the courtyard to look withered and yellow. Then, hanging creeping fig on the wall—this thing is evergreen all year round, so it wouldn't look abrupt or out of place. When shooting, adjusting the lens light and color, the effect of autumn basically came out.

Withered yellow leaves covered the courtyard, creating a scene of approaching twilight and decay.

The old lady draped a coat over her shoulders, not even having time to tie it, and walked with small steps toward Xiao Ma's room with a cane. Gone was her usual composure, replaced by a sense of urgency.

Conversely, Zhou Xun was squatting on the ground, motionless, only lowering her head when the old lady walked past her, and then looking at her back.

Here, the treatment of the two was swapped: a static lens for Zhou Xun and a handheld shaking lens for the old lady to show her inner unrest.

The old lady peeked into the room; everything was gone, empty and desolate, and her eyes seemed to become hollow as well.

The old lady turned around, took the hand of Zhou Xun, who had already stood up, and stared at her with cloudy eyes.

The lens immediately zoomed in, giving a close-up of their faces.

The old lady's gray eyes widened, full of reluctance, and her face was covered in wrinkles:

"Really moved out? Really moved out? Really moved out?"

Her voice, which was questioning yet seemed like she was talking to herself, grew smaller and smaller. The hand holding Zhou Xun couldn't help but tremble, and then the voice grew louder, and she asked one last time: "Just moved out like this?"

In the lens, the old lady was hunched over, looking up at the standing Zhou Xun. The urgency, reluctance, and dependence on her face showed that the power relationship between the two had completely reversed from when they first met.

These sounds seemed to knock into Zhou Xun's heart, causing a sense of guilt to well up in her. Gone was her previous extroversion and impulsiveness; she just answered blankly: "Yes, found a new house."

The old lady was speechless, her face quickly becoming desolate. Looking at Zhou Xun, she was both sad and reluctant, no longer able to hide the fragile side of her heart.

"Cut! Perfect!"

This segment was a climax and turning point of the entire film's emotions, very important. And Wu Yuchen didn't skimp on the film, shooting it many times in a row until he found the take that felt just right.

Wu Yuchen was quite happy, not only because of this important segment but also because the entire crew's motivation had improved quite a bit after knowing he had won the Berlin Golden Bear, and their enthusiasm had gone up a level.

The entire crew was in a good state, so the efficiency naturally went up. He shot the autumn scenes in 5 days and the spring scenes in 1 week, finishing this part of the work in less than two weeks. The next time they would shoot would be in June or July, when they could wear short sleeves.

In the meantime, he could wash the previously shot parts and do the editing first.

That evening, Wu Yuchen had another temporary farewell dinner with the crew. After sending everyone off, he was strolling on the side of the road to digest when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

After taking out the phone and connecting, he heard a very weak voice coming from inside:

"Wu Yuchen, I, I can't do it anymore..."

"Is that you, Pear? What's wrong?" Wu Yuchen frowned immediately; he could barely hear the voice on the other end.

"I've been vomiting and having diarrhea for nearly two hours straight, my stomach still hurts terribly, and now I feel dizzy and lightheaded..." Zeng Li said with difficulty.

"Are you in the hostel?"

"Hmm..."

"Wait for me, I'll be there right away!"

After listening, Wu Yuchen immediately hailed a taxi on the street, reported a location, and urged the driver to hurry over.

Arriving at the front desk, Wu Yuchen didn't know if Zeng Li could still open the door, so he called the front desk to go with him.

After Wu Yuchen entered the room, he saw Zeng Li lying on her side on the bed, clutching her stomach, curled up into a ball, her little face white, pale as paper, and the redness of her lips had faded quite a bit.

He didn't ask any more questions, picked up Zeng Li and walked out, put her into the taxi just now, and immediately headed to the hospital.

In the car, Wu Yuchen dialed the home phone:

"Mom, I have a friend here. I don't know if it's food poisoning or acute gastroenteritis. I'm on my way to your hospital."

Zhou Shulan on the other end didn't talk nonsense upon hearing this:

"I'll help you contact them immediately. I'll call a nurse to meet you at the hospital entrance in a moment. You follow her to find Uncle Wang Li on duty."

After Wu Yuchen noted it down, he said "uh-huh" twice and hung up the phone. Seeing Zeng Li in his arms half-opening her eyes, looking at him through a slit, he held Zeng Li's hand tightly: "It's okay, I'm here, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Zeng Li felt the warmth coming from his hand and the broad chest she was leaning on. She felt that she was no longer as helpless as before, and she had something to rely on in her heart, squeezing a smile on her face.

"Food poisoning caused by eating broad beans, it's not a big problem. I'll give her a bottle of IV fluids first, then prescribe some medicine. She should be able to recover after taking it on time for a few days."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

After Wu Yuchen sent the doctor away, he returned to the bedside and saw Zeng Li with an IV needle in one hand and the other hand still pressed on her stomach, her brows still tightly furrowed.

"Still uncomfortable?"

"Hurts." Zeng Li nodded weakly.

Wu Yuchen looked at the nurse who had just picked him up:

"Nurse, she is..."

"This is gastrointestinal spasm caused by previous vomiting and diarrhea. She has already taken the medicine, and it will take a while to ease up."

Then the nurse smiled at Wu Yuchen:

"Is this your girlfriend? Rub your hands until they are warm and rub her stomach; she will feel more comfortable."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuchen looked at Zeng Li, only to see her looking at him pitifully, without saying a word.

He blew a few breaths into his hands, rubbed them vigorously, then sat on the edge of the hospital bed, reached his hand into her clothes, and through a layer of close-fitting underwear, his palms could clearly feel the temperature coming from her skin.

"Is it here?" Wu Yuchen asked.

"Further, down a bit." Zeng Li hummed softly, and then her own hand guided Wu Yuchen's hand to move down.

Wu Yuchen's hand was placed on her little belly and didn't move anymore. Knowing it was this position, he began to rub gently. And Zeng Li's hand was placed on the back of his hand, not moving away.

The IV fluid in the hanging bottle dripped down one by one, and the entire ward fell into silence.

After a while, I don't know if the IV fluid took effect or if Wu Yuchen's rubbing eased the spasm, but Zeng Li's brows gradually relaxed, and her complexion began to turn rosy.

Zeng Li just turned her head to the side, her gaze lingering on the face of the boy who was still helping her rub her stomach, and for a moment, she was infatuated. ===== CHAPTER 71 =====