Chapter 8 – Missed Call
Rebirth of a Movie Star
By the time they left the shoot, it was already 10PM in the evening.
It was long past the scheduled shooting time. However since the result was worth it, everyone bore their tiredness.
Hong Hong brought the car over to pick him up. âIâve moved everything over already. Tomorrow Iâll take care of the rent for your old place.â
In the afternoon while Bai Lang was working, Hong Hong had asked him for the key to his home and helped him move over to the new place without any delay.
âAll of it? Even the things in the fridge?â Bai Lang was sitting in the backseat.
Hong Hong turned the steering wheel. âYes. Is there anything else that needs to be done?â
âNo.â Bai Lang thought about it. âAre you hungry? Do you want to have supper?â
As it was the first day with a new assistant, Bai Lang this small boss ought to have taken him out to eat.
Hong Hong paused for a long time before replying, âOkay.â
It looked like he was actually unwilling but because of the future needs of working together, he had agreed.
Bai Lang smiled a little. However he told Hong Hong to take him to the new house that Qiu Qian had given him.
Once they arrived, the previously cold and luxurious living room was now filled with boxes. It was lucky that Bai Langâs old apartment came with furniture, otherwise if he had to move it all over it would really be a big headache.
Bai Lang asked Hong Hong to sit and went to the fridge to confirm that Hong Hong had indeed moved all the contents over.
After busying himself for ten minutes, Bai Lang brought out two steaming hot tomato egg noodles from the kitchen. From the pale gold broth a fragrant steam wafted out. There was also a egg flower and a few pieces of tomato. It looked both light and delicious.
âItâs just tomato egg noodle soup. See if itâs too your liking.â Bai Lang put down the bowl and called his guest over.
Hong Hongâs expression was a little bit strange. Since Bai Lang had gone to busy himself in the kitchen, he hadnât given any opinions. Now he took the pair of chopsticks and started to directly eat. Since his second mouthful, [su-su-su] the sound of slurping echoed in the room. Bai Lang felt satisfied in his heart and so slowly began to eat his own bowl.
In his past life Bai Lang only discovered about his heart problem a few months before death. At that time the impact on Bai Lang had been quite heavy. Probably it was for this reason that Bai Lang lost his head and agreed to Kang Jianâs request to come out of the closet in such a manner. After all he didnât have long in the world, so there was no point dragging it out. {T/N: Er author wrote it like this, but just to be clear his lifespan might be shortened somewhat especially if he doesnât take care of himself, but itâs not like heâs going to drop dead on the spot or anything unless heâs placed under immense shock/pressure and neglecting himself like in his previous life.}
But even so, Bai Lang had also thought about taking care of himself well. The doctor had told him have a regular lifestyle and a healthy diet. Bai Lang had also spent some time researching it. It just so happened to be that on the cooking programme two years prior, Bai Lang had been given a chance to see many starâs cooking and in order to achieve a good effect for the show, Bai Lang had also spent a lot of time researching cooking and recipes.
As he cooked more and more, Bai Lang developed an interest in it. After his rebirth, Bai Lang still didnât like to eat things cooked from outside. He liked to get fresh ingredients to make things himself. It was more to his taste as well as being more healthy.
Tonight when inviting Hong Hong to eat, Bai Lang had some vague notions of gleaning his friendship however he didnât hold out too much expectation.
Perhaps now his body had affixed with a brand however he was still himself. As time went on if they were meant to be friends then they would still be friends. After todayâs shoot, Bai Lang really felt as though he could think about things in a more relaxed and open manner.
As for dinner, Bai Lang also took his opportunity to give Hong Hong an introduction. He told him about the schedules and contacts that Xiao Yang had arranged for him and compared it with Hong Hongâs. After all the switch had been quite sudden.
It was at this time that Hong Hong brought up the fact that during todayâs filming, that Bai Langâs phone had rung quite a few times.
Around half were from Xiao Yang. Hong Hong saw it and directly answered it. He simply said that Xiao Yang was unlikely to call again to make a fuss over his job again. As for why and how.... Bai Lang looked at Hong Hongâs calm expression and decided it was probably better not to ask for the reason.
When the noodles had not even been half finished, Qiu Qian opened the door and came in.
When he saw the two people sitting there eating hot noodles, he looked quite envious.
âSupper? So good.â Qiu Qian came to the dining room and draped himself over the back of Hong Hongâs chair.
Bai Lang looked over at him. âI saved some. If you want to eat I can make you a bowl.â
âHang on second,â Qiu Qian paused, then asked curiously, âDid you make this?â
Bai Lang drank some soup and nodded.
Hong Hong had just been loudly slurping his soup. This sound was clearly enjoying the food very much. Qiu Qian couldnât help but feel his mouth water. âThis isnât right ba. Isnât it me that should eat first? This is my house and thatâs my bowl, isnât this my noodle!?â
Hong Hong glanced over at Qiu Qian then suddenly stood up and in one breath finished his bowl and placed it down. âThank you for your hospitality. It was delicious.â
Bai Lang smiled. This was what a cook liked to hear the most. âGo home and rest early. See you tomorrow.â
Hong Hong didnât delay. He also didnât ask Qiu Qian for his opinion. After saying goodbye he left decisively.
Qiu Qian was left behind in the dining room. After he finished staring at Hong Hong he narrowed his eyes at Bai Lang. âHow come you treat Er Hong so well? Do forget itâs a buyout ah, buyout.â {T/N: As in heâs the exclusive buyer, purchased the whole thing, no one else can share lol.}
Bai Lang was still holding his bowl to drink soup. âI even left an extra egg for you. Do you want to eat or not?â
âI want to.â Qiu Qian sat down at the dining table like a lord at his manor.
Five minutes later, Bai Lang brought out another bowl. Since he was so quick, it can be estimated that he wasnât lying when he said he had pre-prepared it.
Qiu Qian felt slightly appeased. Following that he copied Hong Hong and was soon slurping loudly. Bai Lang looked at him sideways then continued eating his own noodles.
***
Of course after one was full and satiated, other desires would arise.
After eating his supper, Qiu Qian didnât delay to press Bai Lang down to do it a few times.
After Bai Lang was once again done until he fell into an unconscious sleep, he prayed in his heart that this was just because he was new that Qiu Qianâs interest was so high.
Otherwise if every day was like this, then he really needed to think about if he could clutch onto his small life.
However on Qiu Qianâs side, after his bout of exercise, he lit a cigarette and in his heart several thoughts was circulating.
This was the third day after Bai Lang had come to his door so Qiu Qian had arranged for people to investigate regarding Bai Langâs experiences and behavior these past two years. The report had recently been sent to his hand.
However the things in the report completely didnât match up with the things that Qiu Qian had experienced personally these last three days.
It was as though Bai Lang had completely changed his personality. He was no longer innocent and stubborn, but had changed to become capable of tolerance and endurance.
Also, there had been Fang Huaâs unexpected phone call.
âQiu Qian, whatâs going on with you and Bai Lang? Heâs being kept by you?â
âWhat, doesnât it look like it?â
âAre you being serious? Two years ago didnât he reject you? What kind of methods did you use?â
âHeh, youâre wrong this time. He needed money. I gave him money. Itâs that simple.â
âHe needs money? What kind of money?â
âWhatâs the reason for you asking for many questions?â
âOkay fine, donât tell me. But I have to tell you, once you break up, tell me immediately. Iâll take him off your hands!â
âTake him off my hands!? Fuck, you also want to keep?â
âKeep my ass you bastard. Not everyone is like you. I think heâs not simple and has real ability. If heâs ruined by you then it would be a pity.â
âReal ability? Him?â Qiu Qian looked at the report in his hand. âWho told you?â
âI saw it with my own eyes. Donât interfere with his professional career and donât ruin his name, you hear me? This time have a good relationship followed by a harmonious break up, okay?â
âI only bed willing partners. Which time hasnât it been a harmonious break up?â
âI can already tell you have no sincerity. Okay, I know now.â
âWhat do you know?â
âYou changed his assistant, now change me to be his manager. And then letâs see how things turn out!â
â... Are you serious?â
âYou think I have time to joke around with you!? Iâm busy to death, Iâm hanging up now ah!â
***
Now even the things that Fang Hua was saying didnât match the report at all. Qiu Qian felt like there was something not quite right, but he didnât have anything to go on.
He looked at Bai Lang who was curled up in the sheets. His white skin was contrasted and made even more pale by the dark suede bed-sheets. His long eyelashes left a shadow on his face. Even when asleep he had a tired expression. He was lying on his side and gently breathing, completely with his guard down.
Qiu Qianâs lingered on Bai Langâs smooth shoulder, followed by his collarbone and neck.
Thinking about the warmth of their bodies moving together earlier, Bai Langâs obedient cooperation... Qiu Qian snuffed out his cigarette, trying to suppress a sudden urge. He lowered his head and once again bit Bai Lang neck. The smooth skin had a youthful elasticity. Qiu Qian couldnât help but use a little bit more force. He was pleased when he saw Bai Lang frown slightly in his sleep.
Little white rabbit, what are your motives really?
***
In the following week what made Bai Lang the most surprised was that his manager changed persons.
In his previous life, Bai Lang was only given a stable manager once âPartnersâ became famous. Before that, because most of his activities were training classes and only had âPartnersâ as his one job, so having an assistant was enough. And the first manager that Total Entertainment assigned him was a person called Chen Song. He had been working for around 8 years. His experiences were not deep but not shallow either, for someone like Bai Lang who was only just becoming famous, he can be considered an appropriate choice.
However this time Chen Song had not been working for more than a few weeks before he was suddenly changed to Fang Hua. When Bai Lang heard this news, he initially didnât know whether to feel happy or sad. Of course Fang Hua had a lot more resources but it also meant that from now on the âbutterfly effectâ will become greater and greater. He could no longer rely on the knowledge he had from his previous life, and the changes will become greater.
But since Bai Lang had already decided that this was a new life with new opportunities, then he could only do his best to grasp them as they came.
This time Bai Lang had at least ten years of experience in the industry. With that, he should be able to at least reduce the number of detours on his path.
Also, after Fang Hua become his manager, Bai Lang also unexpectedly gained a little brother Rong SiQi.
This was because of UNIâs design. In the end they decided to go with Bai Langâs suggestion.
After that day, a more detailed short film outline was created and the concept of the roles became more gradually refined. The new version compared to the old version was so much better that other people who had differing opinions shut their mouths. Thus, in the coming days, Bai Lang became busy filming UNIâs advertisement. In this time he also had to take on the role of Rong SiQiâs acting tutor.
Itâs just that even though his days were filled with satisfaction, the ghost of the âpastâ still refused to fade away.
***
A few days later, very early in the morning, Bai Lang was in the shower. The previous night Qiu Qian had continued his regular practice of not letting Bai Lang go until he was completely exhausted, and so Qiu Qian as per usual was lying lazily in bed, half awake and half asleep. At this time the mobile phone that Bai Lang placed by the bedside table started ringing.
One ring, two rings... until the sixth ring, the digital music penetrated Qiu Qianâs ears and woke him up.
However Qiu Qianâs first movement was as usual to stuff his ears with the pillow, not willing to let go of his dream state.
Unexpectedly, the mobile phone which went silent after the seventh ring, once again started a new round of ringing.
One ring, two rings, three rings... it was continuing to ring...
Qiu Qian finally lost his temper. He reached out and grabbed Bai Langâs phone. Without opening his eyes, he connected the call.
âHello?!â Other than anger, his voice also had a deep and nasally sound.
The person on the other end was shocked and there was a moment a silence. Then he said, âI, Iâm looking for Bai Lang. Can I ask if heâs there?â
âHeâs taking a shower! What do you want!?â Qiu Qian heard the sound of the water running. He spoke impatiently with his eyes still closed.
âEh, shower?â The man on the other endâs voice was both confused and questioning. âAnd can I ask you are...?â
âAre you an idiot!? Shouldnât you say your name first ah!?â Qiu Qian immediately starting swearing. âHasnât anyone taught you before!?â The Qiu Qian who had not opened his eyes of course had not looked at the name displayed on the screen.
âSorry sorry, Iâm Kang Jian. He knows me. Then Iâll call again another time. Sorry for disrupting you.â After he spoke he didnât wait for Qiu Qianâs reply and immediately hung up the phone.
This hanging up actually woke Qiu Qian up for real.
âWhat the hell, so early in the morning!?â
Impatient, Qiu Qian opened his eyes and squinted down at the screen. He saw the âmissed callsâ notification showing up on the screen.
Who the hell was Kang Jian, never heard of him!!
Because he was unfamiliar with how to work this phone, he wasnât sure what he pressed but somehow the missed calls history popped up on the screen.
Kang Jian
Kang Jian
Kang Jian
Kang Jian
......
Seven calls in total, all in the last five days. All missed calls from âKang Jianâ.
Qiu Qian frowned. His eyes which originally could barely open quickly became very clear.
When Bai Lang came out of the shower in a towel, he saw a cigarette dangling out of Qiu Qianâs mouth while the other person was currently impolitely playing with his phone. He didnât have the hint of guilt or any appearance of wanting to hide the fact that he was invading someone elseâs privacy.
Seeing that Bai Lang looked slightly speechless, Qiu Qian unexpectedly decided to provide an explanation for once. âJust before someone called Kang Jian called you. I picked up.â
Bai Lang stilled. He thought, itâs like this, then continued to dry his hair with the towel. âOh.â
âWhy donât you pick up his calls?â Qiu Qian flicked the phone. âIs he an ex-boyfriend?â