One Life, One Incarnation, Beautiful Bones

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Chapter 2.2 - This Life's Previous Incarnation (2)

"I have always had this feeling..."

Shi Yi fell silent, carefully choosing her words.

Zhousheng Chen was very well-mannered and patient and did not press her, allowing her to look at his palm.

"In our previous life, we may have had the fate of knowing one another."

She did not know how to explain it, so in the end, she could only give this vague statement. In today's society, if she was a man and Zhousheng Chen was the woman, she reckoned, she would probably be considered a playboy.

However, with the gender reversal, this statement actually seemed very peculiar.

What should she say?

Should she tell him, they had known one another a very long time ago, or maybe, after many reincarnations, they were finally fortunate enough to encounter one another again?

Perhaps she was the only one who would believe such ridiculous words that would cause anyone else to feel as if they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She had been holding onto his hand for too long, so she had to let go.

As he pulled back his hand, he unexpectedly told her, "I believe what you said. Every relationship a person has is through karma and fate." This statement really did not seem like something he would say. Shi Yi smiled awkwardly. She heard him ask, "You are leaving tomorrow?"

"I have lots of work to do. Can't avoid it."

"If it's not an inconvenience, leave a phone number for me," he said. "Sometimes, if it is inconvenient to go online, I can contact you this way." Shi Yi thought she had misheard, and her brain momentarily went blank.

He smiled, "There's a problem?"

"Not at all," she blurted, but she was unable to find anything to write on and give to him.

"Recite it to me. I'll be able to remember it." He saw through the reason for her hesitation.

Shi Yi recited a string of numbers.

She was about to say it a second time, but Zhousheng Chen had already nodded his head and stated, "I've memorized it."

The next day, she returned to Shanghai.

Her unexpected trip to Xi'an had used an entire week's worth of time. Under pressure from Mei Lin, her manager, Shi Yi had no choice but to go into the studio everyday after lunch and record. Often, by the time her work for the day was complete, it would already be deep into the night.

When she was working, she was very serious. Usually, she would hold her A4 paper and in her mind, rehearse her lines, from the beginning to the end, twice. In that process, when she was able to find the ideal feel, she would immediately ask the recording engineer to start recording. Of course, she would occasionally recite some words wrong, but they only needed to re-record that specific line and the rest would be perfect.

"Teacher Shi, it's good. I have no problems on my end. When the director comes, we'll listen again to the overall effect."

She walked out of the room to the water dispenser in the corridor and pulled out a cup. She only held it in her hand, though, not drinking as she looked out the window, preoccupied with her own thoughts.

One of the assistants of the recording studio stepped out from the elevator carrying several plastic bags of various sizes that contained drinks and late night snacks. He even was holding a white, plastic box of barbecued kebabs from a street side vendor, the ends of the bamboo skewers sticking out from the container and creating a tantalizing sight.