Easily Set Aflame

Chapter 5.1 - A Brief Return to Shanghai (1)

Two nurses were coming down the stairs, and one stole several extra peeks at them. She probably had connected them in her mind to Yi Wenze, currently an inpatient here. In quiet tones, she conversed with the person beside her as she brushed past Jia He.

"Actually, there's no need to deliberately explain these things." Waiting until there was no one around them, Jia He turned a smiling gaze on Tian Chu. "It could be that Teacher Yi didn't tell me about it because he felt that there isn't any need to pay attention to this type of thing. It was just a simple, ordinary breakfast."

Screenwriting truly was such a good profession. She could easily find words like these and effortlessly pick some to use. No longer was she like how she had been back then, only knowing to stupidly listen to other people as they spoke down haughtily to her and then, after listening for half an hour, feel like she had internal injuries so serious she could just die...

Wearing a flawless smile, Tian Chu patted her shoulder. "You don't need to take it so seriously. Once you've encountered more of this type of thing, you'll get used to it. I used to be like this, too, where I had no clue even that someone had photographed me, and then when an issue did arise, I'd be thrown into a huge confusion and in a terribly wretched state." Tian Chu's words were spoken like needles hidden within silk floss, each needle stabbing into just the right places but leaving behind no trace.

Jia He smiled. "Nevertheless, thank you."

Tian Chu said a few more words of exhortation, her manner so close and kindly it was as if they were old friends. Before she left, she also remembered that endorsement opportunity and specifically told Jia He that, if the chance arose, she would certainly give priority to friends. Jia He also put on a cheery countenance and repeatedly expressed her thanks, but in her heart, she was secretly raking Xiao Yu, who was still in faraway Beijing, over the coals.

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Likely out of worry about being besieged by the media, Tian Chu soon left.

Jia He had no watch and her mobile phone was mere scrap now, so she could only estimate the time based on her degree of hunger and then judge whether she should first have lunch and then go see her idol or see her idol first and then have lunch. So, in this state, she once more made her way to the third floor, thinking to see where Xiao Ou might be. By now, the nurses had chased away the reporters until not even one remained. Outside the hospital room, there was only A-Qing talking on the phone, and it could be indistinctly heard that she seemed to be trying to re-juggle work schedules.

"Screenwriter." A-Qing happened to catch sight of her, and covering her phone with a hand, she gave this greeting. "It's perfect. There's no one right now. Hurry, come on over."

She beckoned to her with a wave and opened the door, all in one smooth movement.

It would not be appropriate if Jia He said anything else to object, so she hurriedly walked into the hospital room.

The room was very clean. There were only two beds, with many bouquets set on the unoccupied one, blossoms of brilliant colours, a beautiful sight to behold.

Yi Wenze sat on the bed by the window, all of him enveloped in the warm, spring sunshine, and lifting his head, he gave a wordless glance at Jia He. A simple white, button-up shirt garbed him, its sleeves rolled up to his elbows. To guard against all the cameras of the media, a plain, thin, white blanket covered his legs.

Beside him was the hospital monitoring equipment, while before him lay, surprisingly, an open laptop computer.

Observing that he was wearing a Bluetooth headset over his ear, she could guess that he was in the middle of a phone call, and so she mouthed her silent greeting: "Teacher Yi."