jdhmnovel Chapter 201 High-Altitude Taboos
Chapter 201 High-Altitude Taboos
Chapter 201 Taboos at High Altitudes
I want you.
These three simple words, in the confined space, felt incredibly powerful.
Their eyes met, and the air itself became incredibly ambiguous in that instant.
The cabin lights were off, and the natural light from thousands of meters above the ground cut in at an angle through the portholes, casting a clear boundary between light and shadow.
Half bright, half dark.
At the same time, it also illuminated the unreserved affection in the man's eyes.
It is fiery, yet extremely subtle.
Fine specks of light, the roar of airplanes, the constant, intertwined breaths...
Is Lin Shuyue the woman Fu Yanchi loves in the drama?
Is Zhang Yu's portrayal correct?
Or perhaps he was simply playing himself.
Bai Li had to admit that under such gazes, she did feel a slight flutter in the depths of her heart.
The next moment, Zhang Yuxian suppressed all his emotions, looked away, respectfully released his hand supporting Bai Li, and took a step back, saying, "I'm sorry, President Bai, I apologize for the offense."
Bai Li felt her face must be red. She suddenly realized what was happening and raised her hand to her mouth, coughing lightly to cover it up: "It's nothing."
Suddenly, this scene seemed familiar.
It seems like the first time I met Zhang Yu, it was a similar scene.
She almost lost her balance, but Zhang Yu helped her steady herself.
How exactly does Zhang Yu manage to steady her so precisely every time?
Bai Li's gaze unconsciously swept towards the script in her hand.
One corner of the paper had been unconsciously crumpled by her.
The rest of the script still features scenes between Fu Yanchi and Lin Shuyue, and the melodrama far exceeds her expectations.
"...Assistant Lin, you should know what kind of punishment employees who overstep their boundaries will receive..."
"...Fu Yanchi, you're just as despicable as you were ten years ago..."
"...You thought of me at this time..."
As expected, Fu Yanchi and Lin Shuyue already knew each other.
Childhood sweethearts, reconciliation after a broken relationship, a love-hate relationship...
It is obvious that this scene is an emotional outburst between the two after a long separation, when they are on opposite sides.
—This is also the key moment when Fu Yanchi completely reveals his love.
Bai Li couldn't help but wonder, was Zhang Yu's choice of this scene intentional?
She didn't believe that Zhang Yu had just picked out such a special scene on a whim.
Thinking of this, Bai Li cleared her throat, looked up at Zhang Yu, and asked with a hint of inquiry in her eyes: "Should we continue the scene...?"
Zhang Yu lowered his gaze to the crumpled corner of the script by Bai Li, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly in the shadows. He didn't answer directly, but instead gave Bai Li the choice: "If President Bai allows it..."
Bai Li's fingertips unconsciously traced the creases of the script, the rough texture making her fingertips itch.
The shadow cast by Zhang Yu's half-step back enveloped half of her body, and the faint scent of cedarwood lingered on the cuffs of her suit.
All of this made her feel that the man in front of her seemed too "cunning".
First, she would make a request during the fitting, actively approaching me to get some time alone with me.
Then, she deliberately chose ambiguous scenes with her co-stars, and through these scenes, she unreservedly expressed her love.
However, after arousing his interest, he quickly suppressed his emotions, returned to his aloofness, and withdrew.
This ability to control and express emotions is undoubtedly a fundamental skill for excellent actors.
If it weren't for the fact that it was used on herself, Bai Li would definitely applaud Zhang Yu.
Caution, restraint, and not easily revealing one's true feelings—this may have always been Zhang Yu's way of surviving.
At this moment, Bai Li felt incredibly frustrated.
Why should you be able to say you love someone and then stop whenever you want?
After flirting, how can one maintain their dignity and revert to their "male bodhisattva" persona?
Bai Li, however, refused to comply with his wishes.
A complex emotion was ignited, perhaps it was competitiveness, perhaps it was a morbid sense of humor.
She also had to make Zhang Yu experience the feeling of being repeatedly torn apart and tormented by emotions.
What will Zhang Yu, who is usually mature and composed, be like when he loses control of his emotions?
Will they panic and be at a loss, or will they shed all pretenses and reveal their truest selves?
Those who flirt should be prepared to be flirted with in return and suffer emotional backlash.
Thinking of this, Bai Li nodded slightly and said, "Continue, of course we should continue..."
As she spoke, she slightly curled the corners of her lips and changed the subject: "But next, let's switch roles, and I'll be Fu Yanchi."
Seeing Zhang Yu's surprised expression, Bai Li raised an eyebrow with pleasure:
"What? Didn't you come here to learn from me? I'll personally teach you how to be a CEO."
Zhang Yu's surprise lasted only a few seconds. He quickly calmed down, lowered his head slightly, and handed the script in his hand to Bai Li: "Since President Bai is willing to personally guide us, I would naturally be more than happy to do so."
"In that case, let's begin." Bai Li eagerly took the script, leaned back on the soft leather sofa, and slowly sat down, her legs naturally crossed, the script in her hands casually placed on her lap.
When Bai Li opened her eyes again, she was no longer the Bai Li who would indulge Zhang Yu.
—She is Fu Yanchi, the deep-thinking and enigmatic CEO.
Bai Li slightly raised her chin, her gaze scrutinizing Zhang Yu, and said in a low voice, "Lin Shuyue, it's been ten years, and you're still so self-righteous. Do you really think I'll let you off so easily?"
From Zhang Yu's perspective, Bai Li's long, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands playfully falling beside her cheeks. Her small face was deliberately tense, which indeed created a cold and aloof aura.
Although he acted quite similarly to Fu Yanchi, Bai Li doesn't look like him at all.
Plump cheeks, bright, sparkling eyes, and deliberately taut, moist lips...
It's more like a little kitten baring its teeth and claws, trying to intimidate people.
So cute...
Zhang Yu, a seasoned cat lover, was immediately captivated.
Yes, I came to see Bai Li today partly because I really wanted to learn from her, but more than that, I longed for more opportunities to spend time with her.
His choice of this emotionally complex scene was driven by personal reasons.
But he never imagined that Bai Li would not only readily agree to act out the scene, but would also be willing to continue the play with him.
Zhang Yu was well aware of her feelings for Bai Li, and these feelings were growing wildly in her heart.
But he also understood that his identity was different from Bai Li's.
One is a rising star actor, and the other is the head of the company.
One end is my career, my lifelong dream.
On the other end is Bai Li, the first person of the opposite sex to whom she felt attracted.
Under the heavy shackles of reality, it seems that only in this moment, through acting, can he briefly shed the constraints of his identity and be his true self.
Seeing Zhang Yu standing there, not responding to the scene, Bai Li tilted her head in confusion.
Could it be that Zhang Yu has forgotten what happens next in the story?
Just as Bai Li was about to speak up to remind him, Zhang Yu stepped forward and knelt steadily on the soft cashmere carpet in front of her. He maintained his composure to the last bit, as if he was unwilling to be humiliated, and said the rest of his lines: "President Fu, do you intend to humiliate me in this way?"
Zhang Yu had already memorized this scene thoroughly; he had rehearsed every line and every movement in his mind countless times.
Even if he changes roles, he won't get stuck.
In the following episodes, Lin Shuyue was unwilling, but because Fu Yanchi had caught her in a compromising situation, she had no choice but to submit and act subservient.
In the original drama, Lin Shuyue, who was kneeling down, should have been looking up at him. However, due to the height difference, she is now level with Fu Yanchi, who is sitting down.
Bai Li was speechless for a moment, and the condescending scene she had originally imagined in her mind instantly collapsed.
Who would have thought that when Zhang Yu knelt down, he was the same height as himself when he was sitting?
Never mind, there's no other way. The conditions don't allow it, so this is the only option.
Bai Li, who plays Fu Yanchi, leans forward slightly, lifts his chin with her fingertips, and says in a playful tone with a hint of nonchalance yet full of control: "Humiliation? Lin Shuyue, you should be glad I gave you a choice."
Before he finished speaking, her fingertips slid down his Adam's apple and stopped at the first button on his collar.
Bai Li narrowed her eyes slightly and continued, "After all, when you ran away ten years ago, you didn't give me a choice."
When she said the word "escape," Bai Li emphasized it.
In the script, Lin Shuyue was supposed to stubbornly resist, but at this moment, Zhang Yu let Bai Li's fingertips wander, his Adam's apple bobbing as he revealed a hint of hoarseness: "President Fu... what choice do you want me to make?"
The air inside the cabin became increasingly viscous.
Bai Li's fingertips paused, then she suddenly chuckled and grabbed Zhang Yu's collar, instantly closing the distance between them until their noses almost touched.
She deliberately slowed her speech, enunciating each word carefully, even the cold lines of the script sounded somewhat alluring: "For example, being my caged bird—"
Zhang Yu's breath hitched, and his pupils contracted slightly.
He finally realized that Bai Li didn't seem to be simply acting opposite him.
The struggles of Lin Shuyue in the play and his repressed emotions off-screen are constantly intertwined.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, he quickly regained his composure, a defiant smile appearing on his face. He suddenly grabbed Bai Li's wrist, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes: "Fu Yanchi, what if I don't choose?"
"Lin Shuyue, it seems I need to teach you a lesson so you can clearly understand your current situation."
Bai Li grabbed Zhang Yu's wrist with her other hand, pulled hard, and pushed him backward.
After pushing, Bai Li was slightly stunned and looked at her palm in disbelief.
Who could believe that a 1.9-meter-tall man could be so easily pushed down by himself, without even using much strength?
Bai Li couldn't help but mutter to herself: Just how much does Zhang Yu want to be pushed down by me?
I can't worry about that anymore!
Having successfully gained a commanding position, Bai Li stood up with satisfaction.
Her gaze fell on Zhang Yu's full thigh muscles, and suddenly she froze.
Zhang Yu's character cards have always been in his card album.
Every time I pick it up, I can't help but see the cover image that gets my blood pumping.
It always makes me itch to watch it.
At this moment, that itchy feeling returned.
Following her own desire, she stepped on Zhang Yu's full thigh muscles.
This was something she had wanted to do for a long time, but hadn't.
If we don't take this opportunity to learn from them now, when will we ever get another chance?
Sure enough, it felt exactly as I had imagined.
That kind of healthy muscle mass is soft, but after you step on it, it tenses up in an instant and becomes extremely hard.
Zhang Yu was stunned. Bai Li's lines were not in the script at all; they were improvised by her.
Moreover, there is no scene in the script where Fu Yanchi steps on Lin Shuyue.
and so……
This was entirely Shirai's own will.
Realizing this, Zhang Yu could no longer remain calm.
Bai Li was in her private cabin, barefoot.
An unfamiliar temperature emanated from the suit trousers.
The fabric of the suit was also making a soft rustling sound as it rubbed against each other.
Zhang Yu's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the veins on his side arm bulged.
This role reversal has long since broken free from the constraints of the script, evolving into a heated and contentious game.
The plane plunged into the clouds, and in an instant, the light of day turned dim. Inside the cabin, light and shadow intertwined, and the light and darkness cascaded over the two people like waves.
Zhang Yu grabbed Bai Li's delicate ankle with an inscrutable expression.
Even though the air conditioning in the cabin was on full blast, he felt as if he were in scalding lava, his rationality teetering on the brink of collapse.
Bai Li suddenly stopped what she was doing, tilted her head, and looked down at Zhang Yu's slightly disheveled appearance.
At this moment, fine beads of sweat had appeared on Zhang Yu's forehead, glistening in the dim light.
Bai Li remained calm and asked softly, "What's wrong? Should we pause?"
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile, a hint of helplessness and powerlessness on his face. He propped himself up and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter whether we continue or pause, we've already broken out of the scene."
Bai Li twitched the corners of her mouth with interest, a sly glint in her eyes.
She thought Zhang Yu would continue acting out the mistake, but she never expected that even the "male bodhisattva" would have a moment when he couldn't hold back.
She slowly withdrew her foot, gracefully squatted down, and returned to the same eye level as Zhang Yu.
The two were so close that they could see the trembling of each other's eyelashes.
During their eye contact, Bai Li bombarded her with several crucial questions:
"Who is the first to break character?"
"When you choose this script, can you distinguish between the fictional and real-life aspects?"
"If there are more kissing scenes later, would you prefer to use a camera trick or film them actually?"
Bai Li's eyes are bright, and when she looks at people, it's as if she can see into their hearts.
Facing those eyes, Zhang Yu knew that he was completely transparent in front of Bai Li, with all his thoughts and feelings exposed and nowhere to hide.
Just then, the plane finally broke through the thick clouds.
The sunlight, like a golden waterfall, poured back into the cabin.
The two shadows were cast on the bulkhead, intertwined with each other.
It's a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.
Zhang Yu's voice was deep as he answered Bai Li's questions one by one:
"it's me."
"I can't tell anymore."
"Can we film this on location?"
As soon as he spoke, Zhang Yu's gaze was fixed on Bai Li, trying to find the real answer to the question in her eyes.
A surge of indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up in Bai Li's heart, successfully provoking the usually reserved Teacher Zhang to reveal his true thoughts without reservation.
As a reward for Zhang Yu's honesty, Bai Li leaned forward slightly and, before Zhang Yu could react, lightly kissed the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Yu was stunned, her mind went blank.
Bai Li asked softly, "What? Didn't you say you wanted to film it live?"
Zhang Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the composure he had cultivated over a decade crumbled at this moment. He leaned closer, wanting to deepen the intimacy, but was stopped by a finger extended by Bai Li.
Bai Li pressed her finger against Zhang Yu's thin lips and said with a mischievous smile, "Our live-action filming is limited to the sky. Once we're on the ground, you should know your limits..."
The last syllable gradually disappeared between the entangled lips and teeth.
Bai Li grabbed Zhang Yu's stubble at the back of his head, and a uniquely masculine aura instantly enveloped her.
Zhang Yu's kiss was like a meticulously designed long take, from restrained gentle sucking to uncontrollable biting.
The sense of time constraint seemed to imbue the kiss with a final, frenzied quality.
As Zhang Yu's palm traced along her spine, it accidentally ripped open the pearl waist chain, and the round beads rolled into the gap of the seat, making a soft whimper.
Although Bai Li initiated this "intimate interaction," she was the one who couldn't handle Zhang Yu's increasingly ardent response.
Bai Li felt her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and unable to bear it any longer, she exclaimed, "Cut! The actors need a break!"
After finding a moment to catch her breath, she rested for a while before finally recovering and regaining her voice. She offered a few words of comfort, saying, "Take it easy, there are still ten hours left in the flight..."
Zhang Yu's panting was right next to her neck, his warm breath spraying onto her delicate skin.
Perhaps it was a keyword like "ten hours" that triggered a new mechanism in him, causing his breathing to become labored.
Bai Li only heard him utter two words in a hoarse voice, "Not enough," and then Zhang Yu pulled her back into a new vortex of lust. This time, the impact was even more intense than before, and Bai Li almost lost herself in this surging tide of passion.
The secrets of the high altitude fall into the silk collar, becoming a taboo that exists only in changes of air pressure.
All the ambiguity and passion will be sealed away.