After Losing My Memory, I Was Targeted by the Obsessive Movie Queen [gl] - Chapter 55

The nightmare was terrifying. Her sister stood right in front of her on the snow-capped mountain, but she couldn’t touch her. No matter how much she ran, no matter how fast she sprinted, she simply couldn’t reach her. She realized she had already forgotten what it felt like to touch her sister.

She called out her sister’s name, begging her not to climb that mountain. But it was useless. Her sister smiled and waved at her, walking up the mountain that was so sacred it seemed to pity all living beings, disappearing into the sound of her pleas.

She tried to run over, to stop her sister. But when she finally rushed forward and threw her arms around her, her arms passed right through her sister’s body. Her sister’s form dissolved into a hazy silhouette like smoke, only to reform right in front of her. She stared in shock at her thinly clad sister. The faint snow of the mountain fell upon her, and her pure white wedding dress fluttered gently in the wind as if dancing. Lu Ningyun smiled softly, looking at her playful little sister with the same doting gaze as always.

Lu Youqing was so terrified. She wanted to call out to her sister, but in the blink of an eye, the snow-capped mountain turned into a dim room. Her sister’s silhouette vanished, reforming into Yan He, who was curled up in a corner of the bed, staring dead at her. The metal ring around Yan He’s ankle cast a deathly silver light, its end chained to the foot of the bed. She just stared at Lu Youqing like that, her bloodshot eyes betraying her emotions. She parted her lips and said in a raspy, hollow voice,

“Lu Youqing, if this continues, I will die.”

Lu Youqing panted heavily, snapping out of her daze. Seeing her beloved right there in the same place, knowing she would never leave her, every ounce of unease vanished from Lu Youqing’s body, as if she were being completely sustained by the love named “Yan He.”

She stood by the door. The click of the lock echoed through the room like the final curtain of the night. Then, she walked slowly toward the person curled up in the corner of the bed.

Lu Youqing knelt half on the bed, reaching out to clamp her hand around Yan He’s jaw, forcing her to look at her. How could A-He look anywhere else? A-He can only look at me. A-He’s gaze can only stay on me; looking anywhere else is wrong.

In the dimness, Lu Youqing’s dark eyes brimmed with profound devotion, gazing dazed at Yan He, who looked on the verge of tears.

Thank goodness Yan He is still by my side.

She pulled her lips into a faint smile, entirely ignoring what Yan He had just said. She simply leaned down and kissed her with a reckless, consuming passion that threatened to burn them both to ashes.

“It’s okay, I’ll stay with you,” she said. No matter where you are, you are not allowed to leave me. I will stay with you. You only have me, and we cannot be apart. Absolutely not.

But right as she kissed Yan He, firmly placing all her peace of mind upon her, the person in her palm suddenly dissolved like a wisp of smoke. Immediately after, the dim room flashed bright. She instinctively closed her eyes, but her nose caught the scent of blood before her eyes could adapt.

Lu Youqing’s heart pounded violently. She snapped her eyes open, only to find herself at the intersection where Yan He’s car accident had occurred. Without any warning, she saw Yan He lying in a pool of blood.

Blood mingled with glass shards, staining her pure white skin. The eyes that used to smile at Lu Youqing and call her name were now shut tight, completely void of life.

Even though she had already lived through this, even though she knew Yan He would wake up in the hospital, and even though she knew this was likely just a dream, Lu Youqing’s body went entirely cold. Her mind went completely blank; in moments like this, she couldn’t remember anything at all. The crimson reflecting in her eyes felt like sharp daggers piercing into her. She didn’t even know how she stumbled through the crowd, how she cradled the blood-soaked Yan He, or how she wiped the blood from her face.

“A-He, A-He, stop joking around.”

“I won’t stop you from going out anymore, I won’t do those things again. Stop playing tricks on me, okay? Open your eyes and look at me. I beg of you, A-He, just look at me.”

“A-He…”

“A-He!”

Lu Youqing snapped awake from the nightmare, drenched in sweat. Her clothes were practically soaked through.

Her mind was still muddled, but her body began to tremble before her thoughts could catch up. Her head was entirely filled with the image of Yan He lying lifeless and blood-soaked in her arms.

No… she can’t. It can’t be like this. How could she just leave me like that?

I need to find A-He. I need to find A-He.

Thinking this, Lu Youqing tried to get out of bed before even realizing where she was or why she was there. But in the next fraction of a second, an arm wrapped around her waist, anchoring her back down, followed by a lazy, sleepy murmur right beside her ear.

“I’m… here.” Yan He seemed to answer her from the depths of her sleep. After murmuring this single, muffled sentence, she held her tight and continued sleeping. Her even breaths fanned against Lu Youqing’s neck, leaving Lu Youqing completely frozen, unable to react for a long time.

She was terrified she was still trapped in a dream, afraid that a single movement would cause the warmth before her to vanish into thin air. It wasn’t until the sun broke through the clouds and a sliver of light pierced the gap in the curtains to fall upon her that she truly realized:

Yan He was right beside her.

Yan He hadn’t left; Yan He was accompanying her. Just yesterday, Yan He had saved her from the water and promised she would never leave. How could such an A-He stubbornly choose to leave her?

The breaths beside her ear continued to brush against her skin, flushing the warmed skin with a faint pink hue. The sensation of the arm around her waist was exceptionally vivid. Lu Youqing turned her body around to look at Yan He. The shadow of her long lashes flickered in the light, resembling a breathtaking painting.

Though her eyes were also closed, it wasn’t the lifeless, paper-white pallor of the car accident. This was a living, breathing A-He. This was her A-He. This was the A-He who loved her.

Lu Youqing huddled into Yan He’s embrace with an almost reverent devotion. Sensing the warmth in her arms, the sleeping Yan He instinctively tightened her grip, pulling them even closer together. This allowed Lu Youqing to feel the steady thumping of Yan He’s chest more clearly, each beat leaping with joy deep within her heart.

She stared obsessively at Yan He’s peaceful sleeping face, completely captivated. Finally, unable to resist her pounding heart, she leaned in to plant a light kiss on her lips, drawing back quickly out of fear that Yan He might wake up.

She wanted Yan He’s entire body to be branded with her scent. She wanted Yan He to think of her and long for her no matter where she was. She wanted everyone to know Yan He belonged to her, and she wouldn’t allow anyone else to covet her.

She reached out and gently stroked Yan He’s cheek, her fair fingertips brushing across her skin as if touching the most precious treasure in the universe.

“You promised me,” she whispered, her voice incredibly soft like water cascading down a mountain stream, yet carrying an unshielded paranoia.

“You cannot… leave me.”

Even if you find out everything. Even if you recover your memories.

I love you.

Aside from catching a chill and being shaken up by the fall, Lu Youqing’s body had no other major issues. During this time, Lu Youqing’s studio released an official statement to the public regarding the incident, stating that they had encountered an extremist who tried to drag Lu Youqing down with him. They specifically thanked Yan He, referring to her as “Miss Yan,” but offered no explanation regarding their relationship, nor did they even mention Yan He’s role as an assistant.

This ambiguous explanation caused public discussion to skyrocket. One had to understand that in the past, Lu Youqing’s studio would always clarify any rumors immediately, refusing to give them any room to fester. But this time, so much time had passed—and even considering that they were prioritizing the injured Lu Youqing, it had still been a long interval—only for them to issue such a vague statement. Not only regular netizens, but even Lu Youqing’s own fans detected that something was amiss.

[In the past, statements were always released immediately. Why was it so slow this time? How are you guys doing your jobs?!]

[What kind of explanation is this? The rumors outside are completely out of hand. While I can understand she’s a savior, issuing a notice like this just puts Lu Youqing and the assistant lady back in the spotlight for public scrutiny again!]

[Even though the comment section is arguing, why do I feel like the studio’s attitude is neither denying nor confirming?]

[Replying to above, I think so too. The studio’s attitude is Lu’s attitude. I feel like Lu might actually… don’t flame me, I’m just a netizen who likes shipping CPs!]

[Could Lu Youqing really be in a relationship? That being said, this lady’s visuals are insane, and her name must be beautiful too. Plus, you can see in the video that the assistant’s feelings for Lu Youqing run incredibly deep. I feel like they look so good together. Ahhhh, I’m shipping this first.]

[The YanLu CP super topic takes in heartbroken fans. Welcome to join.]

When Yan He saw these messages, she was currently feeding fruit to Lu Youqing. The scrape on her knee had already scabbed over and healed, and Lu Youqing’s health had improved significantly over these days of rest.

Filming for the movie had been put on hold, but during this interval, they received some good news from Xue Yi.

Lu Youqing’s previous film, An Shan, had successfully been nominated for Best Actress, Best Director, and Best Supporting Actress at the Golden Fountain Awards. The production crew had been invited to attend a gala dinner during the hiatus of Sister.

“According to the invitation, you can bring a companion to accompany you,” Xue Yi said over the phone.

Lu Youqing had the speakerphone on, so her voice was naturally picked up by Yan He as well. Yan He’s ears gave a sudden twitch. Realizing Lu Youqing had hung up the phone, she quickly lowered her head and bit her lip, using a toothpick to poke at the apple slices repeatedly, only to catch a soft chuckle from Lu Youqing.

“If you keep poking it like that, how am I supposed to eat it?”

Yan He froze mid-motion, then silently skewered a piece of apple and brought it to Lu Youqing’s lips. After a moment of thought, she ultimately feigned ignorance and spoke up.

“What did Sister Xue just tell you?”

Lu Youqing glanced at her, offering no verbal response but parting her lips to take the apple. Her brows curved exactly like a little fox’s, making Yan He’s heart itch with curiosity, desperate to know but unable to push further.

“Sister Xue said the crew of An Shan has been invited to attend a gala dinner in a few days.”

Yan He: “Oh, really?”

“She also said I can bring a female companion to accompany me.”

Yan He raised her eyebrows slightly, masking the tension in her chest. “A companion?”

Lu Youqing caught her entire reaction, smiling with absolute satisfaction. Although A-He was still being a tsundere and refused to speak up, her movements had effectively broadcasted her emotions, which she adored.

Thus, Lu Youqing was willing to be the first to speak: “It’s truly a difficult choice. Who on earth should I bring?”

Yan He swallowed nervously, her eyes blinking as she stared at Lu Youqing like a little animal waiting for its master to speak. Though she said nothing, her gaze was incredibly earnest.

Lu Youqing let out a soft laugh. She took hold of Yan He’s hand, matching Yan He’s inner thoughts as she spoke slowly.

“So, is A-He willing to be my companion and accompany me to the gala dinner?”