1979: My fiancée is a goddess

"Woooooooo..."

A howling wind was blowing outside the window, making the glass rattle and clang.

At six in the morning, the room, filled with the faint smell of decaying wood, was dimly lit.

Cheng Kaiyan woke up from the warm, thick blankets, her eyes half-closed, and reached out a hand from under the covers to turn on the bedside lamp.

"Ugh! This weather is freezing!"

As the warmth inside his sleeve dissipated, the biting cold seeped into his bones, causing him to shiver and quickly withdraw his hand.

However, when Cheng Kaiyan thought about today's filming and arrangements, he gritted his teeth, threw off the covers, and shivered as he put on a warm black coat, thermal trousers, and leather boots.

I stretched my body by the bed again, and then I felt a little warmer and more comfortable.

Looking around, the dimly lit room was illuminated only by a desk lamp casting a soft, warm, golden light.

In the dim light, Cheng Kaiyan could see granular clumps and green mold growing in the corners of the roof, as well as wood chips scattered on the wooden floor under her feet.

This is a hotel that has been around for over ten years. It has brick walls and a wood structure, but it has been neglected for many years and looks somewhat dilapidated.

Fortunately, it has a good location, situated on a bustling commercial street, not far from the city center or the suburbs.

Especially since it's only a ten-minute walk from the school.

Therefore, Cheng Kaiyan and some members of the crew stayed here for a period of time.

We go out to shoot during the day and come back to rest at night, sometimes working overtime at night.

Cheng Kaiyan moved her body until she felt warm and comfortable before stopping.

I closed the window that had been blown open by the wind and went into the dilapidated bathroom to get hot water to wash up.

I applied moisturizing cream to my face, grabbed my things, and turned to leave.

……

"crunch..."

Cheng Kaiyan walked in the dimly lit wooden stairwell. The overhead lights were not very bright, and the floorboards under her feet made a sickening sound.

The echoes reverberated in the hallway, sending a chill down my spine.

Fortunately, when Cheng Kaiyan reached the lobby on the first floor, the wooden planks did not suddenly break, preventing him from stepping into empty air.

Good morning, guest. Would you like breakfast?

Behind the counter, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron saw Cheng Kaiyan and greeted her warmly in Japanese.

"Good morning, one order please..."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and agreed, then walked over and ordered breakfast: hot porridge, eggs, and fried dough sticks.

Then I sat in front of the TV and watched it while waiting for breakfast.

"Due to the influence of the ocean monsoon, temperatures have dropped recently, and meteorological experts predict there is a possibility of snowfall. Please take precautions to keep warm..."

The weather forecast is playing right now.

"No wonder it was so cold..."

Cheng Kaiyan poured herself a cup of hot tea and muttered to herself.

I took a quick look and it seems that although the temperature is low today, it is still sunny, so it won't affect today's shooting.

There's a possibility of snow in the next few days, which is perfect for their film crew to shoot snow scenes.

Unfortunately, after filming today, Cheng Kaiyan can pack her things and prepare to return to China, so she naturally won't get to see Xue.

That's why he got up early today to go to the set and prepare for today's scenes so that he could finish filming smoothly.

After all, he had many takes during this period, wasting a lot of film.

In addition, he had prepared something special.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on Cheng Kaiyan's calm face.

On a cold morning, I sipped hot tea and watched TV, my thoughts drifting away, but it was truly pleasant.

A short while later, the innkeeper brought in breakfast: "Please enjoy."

"Thank you."

Cheng Kaiyan thanked them and ate her breakfast slowly while watching the program.

The sound of the television and the wind outside the window made the room exceptionally quiet.

A moment later, footsteps could be heard in the stairwell.

Cheng Kaiyan was holding a spoon and drinking porridge when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tall, aloof figure appear in her line of sight.

Zhao Ruixue came down wearing a gray coat and a red scarf.

The two subconsciously glanced at each other, for a second, then two seconds.

Then they parted ways silently.

During this period, they were filming the scenes for the male and female leads together.

During filming, the two seemed to pour all their emotions, energy, and love into the role.

The two were deeply immersed in their youthful unrequited love.

It seems she wants to make up for her first love from her youth.

The directors were impressed by the two actors' performances and even asked them if they could be a little more subtle in their emotions.

However, after filming ended, Cheng Kaiyan and she tacitly stopped communicating much, and their intimacy was no longer what it had been half a month ago.

Now we're more like ordinary friends of the opposite sex; the relationship is good, but we maintain just the right distance.

Firstly, it was due to their mutual understanding, in order to avoid suspicion in front of others.

Secondly, naturally, it was because of what happened in Tokyo... Zhao Ruixue was angry.

"Up so early, Ruixue?"

Cheng Kaiyan thought for a moment and then greeted them.

"Ah."

Zhao Ruixue glanced at him indifferently and went to the counter to buy breakfast.

Then, with a calm and composed expression, she sat down next to him and asked casually, "Are you done filming your scenes for today?"

"Yes."

Cheng Kaiyan lowered her head and drank her porridge.

"When do you plan to go back?"

Zhao Ruixue picked up the teapot and poured tea, asking casually, but her eyes were constantly fixed on the man beside her.

"Tomorrow, or the day after?"

Cheng Kaiyan thought about it for a moment, but she wasn't sure when it would be.

"Oh, so you don't have anything to say to me?"

Zhao Ruixue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked in a stiff tone, then picked up her teacup and drank it as if to cover up her embarrassment.

"……take care of yourself."

Cheng Kaiyan looked up at her, but the rising steam obscured her clean-cut face, making it impossible to discern her expression.

"..."

Zhao Ruixue gritted her teeth, filled with intense hatred.

He jumped up and sat down at another table.

By the time Cheng Kaiyan finished eating, it was already seven o'clock.

He took out a few hundred-yuan coins, placed them on the table, and got up to leave.

Before leaving, he asked Zhao Ruixue, "Are you coming to the film set with me?"

“I’m not going! I’m afraid it will affect someone’s reputation and their engagement.”

Zhao Ruixue's cold rejection had a rather sarcastic tone.

"Hehe... Remember to come early."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled, turned and left.

"asshole……"

The girl behind him was filled with resentment and hatred when she saw that he didn't stay to wait for her.

……

Otaru is a seaside city whose main industries are fishing, manufacturing, and tourism.

Therefore, people's pace of life is relatively slow.

It was seven o'clock, and the sun was gradually rising, but there were still few people to be seen on the streets shrouded in fog.

Most of the houses on both sides of the street had their doors and windows closed, with only a few breakfast stalls open and having customers.

The sea is right next to this street.

Cheng Kaiyan walked out of the bustling street and onto the black highway, where there were no more buildings to block her way.

Standing under a tree by the roadside, gazing into the far distance.

The pale golden sunlight scattered golden fragments on the undulating sea, reflecting a soft light that was mirrored in Cheng Kaiyan's eyes.

The heavy roar of the waves echoed in my ears, and in the distance, several seagulls circled overhead, crying out to the sky...

"Click..."

Cheng Kaiyan strolled along the road, admiring the beautiful scenery by the sea, and occasionally took out her camera to take pictures.

The sea breeze, carrying moisture and salt, made his hair fly back and his clothes flutter.

The shadow stretched long, and the figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

More than ten minutes later, we arrived at the school gate.

In the film studio behind the teaching building, there were already quite a few figures moving around; these were members of the film crew who lived on campus.

Filmmaking costs money every minute—manpower, resources, film stock…

To save time, the actors often simply set up tents and stayed at the filming location.

We can start filming as soon as we get up to eat, and even if we film until the early hours of the morning, we can go straight to sleep.

Cheng Kaiyan walked over and greeted her, "Good morning, Teacher Shuihua!"

"Getting up so early on such a cold day?"

Teacher Shuihua was squatting by the sink brushing her teeth, holding an enamel bowl. She looked up and called out in a strange voice, "Today's the last day... Let's finish filming early and go home early."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled.

"Yeah, do your best today and try to get it right on the first try, so you don't get rejected again."

Teacher Shuihua encouraged her.

"By the way, I have an idea about the library scene. Didn't they find a piano in the library the other day? I was thinking..."

Cheng Kaiyan told Shuihua about her idea.

A while ago, while cleaning the library, the staff found a well-preserved wooden piano. Cheng Kaiyan tried it out, tuned it, and found it to be quite good.

"Would you like to play a piece?"

Shuihua exclaimed in surprise. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that this idea was quite good.

The male protagonist, Yang Liu, is a person with a strong artistic temperament, and the addition of playing the piano further enriches his character.

"What piece of music do you plan to play, and where do you plan to place the plot?"

Shuihua asked with a smile.

"A piece of music that I composed myself, called 'Sunny Day'."

I think this arrangement is appropriate.

The male protagonist, Yang Liu, brings a copy of "Remembrance of Things Past" containing his feelings and an invitation card to the female protagonist's house and asks her to return it.

Later, he waited for the female lead in the library, but she didn't arrive. So he silently sat down at the piano and started playing.

Cheng Kaiyan gave a brief explanation.

"You composed this yourself? You can do this too?"

Teacher Shuihua was extremely surprised.

"Have you forgotten 'Xiao Fang'? I wrote that too. What do you think of it?"

Cheng Kaiyan smiled.

"That's true. Based on your description, I think it's quite good; it all depends on how your piece turns out."

"Don't worry about that!"

The old man and the young man reached an agreement.

Before filming started, Cheng Kaiyan added this scene to the script, finished it quickly, and then went to prepare for today's scenes.

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, the temperature finally warmed up a bit.

The film crew went outdoors to a closed highway.

The morning's shooting schedule included an outdoor scene where the female lead helps her friend build a bridge for the male lead at the front lines, and the male lead gets angry.

It's really just a playful fight between two teenagers who have feelings for each other, perfectly capturing the innocent and budding crush of youth.

"Are you ready? In a bit, the bag will be put over your head. Be careful not to fall."

Under the warm sunshine.

Cheng Kaiyan, wearing a rather thin coat, was riding a bicycle with a schoolbag and a cloth bag in the basket. She turned to her childhood sweetheart beside her and gave her some concerned advice.

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Ruixue's cool and beautiful eyes seemed to melt at this moment, becoming exceptionally soft.

It seems that he was already immersed in the role.

But Cheng Kaiyan knew that this girl wasn't acting out a role at all; she was acting out herself.

"All units, actors, take your positions!"

At the assistant director's command, the cameras were turned on.
"Ding ding..."

The camera focused on the lush trees at the school gate, gradually clearing from blurry to sharp.

Then the focus shifted to the young boy and girl in the distance.

They rode their bicycles, approaching from a distance.

Cheng Kaiyan pursed his lips, his expression aloof as he rode his bicycle at a high speed, his open coat fluttering in the wind.

He possessed the spirit and boldness of youth.

"Ding Ding!"

He plucked the bell, and the clear sound carried far.

The delicate and timid girl, Zhao Ruixue, followed blankly behind, unable to keep up with the boy in front of her no matter how hard she tried to ride her bike.

"Can, could you wait for me...?"

Zhao Ruixue gasped for breath and cried out in grievance, but her voice was very soft and was drowned out by the ringing of the bell.

It's unclear whether Cheng Kaiyan heard it or not, but in any case, the pace slowed down.

The camera pans down, focusing on the elongated shadows cast by the sunlight.

The two shadows gradually overlapped, and then the camera returned to the figures.

Cheng Kaiyan turned to look at the girl, seeing her timid and weak appearance, and then remembered that she had actually introduced her friend to him yesterday. The words he was about to say stuck in his throat.

Enraged, he grabbed a cloth bag from the bicycle basket and shoved it over Zhao Ruixue's head.

The girl, suddenly plunged into darkness, panicked. Too timid to let go, she quickly lowered her leg, and the bike wobbled and crashed into a tree by the roadside, letting out a pitiful cry.

"what!"

After some effort, she finally stopped and, still shaken, removed the bag from her head.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Cheng Kaiyan, only to see him stop, turn his head to look at her, and look concerned.

For some reason, a faint joy arose in my heart.

"What are you standing there for?! We're going to be late!"

"Cheng Kaiyan shouted."

"Oh……"

The girl pouted, looked aggrieved, stuffed the bag into the bicycle basket, and rode off after them.

The figures of the two, one in front of the other, gradually lengthened in the shot until they were swallowed up by the uphill road.

……

"Boom boom boom——"

Zhao Ruixue was still immersed in the grief of her father's death, her face pale as she huddled on the sofa, listening to the quiet music from the radio.

Outside the window, the north wind howled, and a blanket of white snow covered the ground.

Suddenly a knock on the door startled her awake.

"Who?"

Zhao Ruixue walked heavily toward the door and slowly opened it.

An unexpected face appeared before me.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Cheng Kaiyan raised her hand in greeting, secretly observing the girl she hadn't seen in a long time.

"It's you? Is there something you need?"

Zhao Ruixue forced a smile and asked in a low voice.

"Um...could you please return this book for me?"

Cheng Kaiyan handed over the book she was holding.

Zhao Ruixue took it, wondering, "Shouldn't I be able to pay it back myself at the start of the new semester?"

"..."

Cheng Kaiyan remained silent for a moment, then looked away and noticed an obituary posted next to the door.

The name is familiar; he is the girl's father.

He instinctively offered his condolences, saying, "Please accept my deepest sympathies."

His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, causing Zhao Ruixue to smile involuntarily. "Thank you. I'll return the book for you. Well... goodbye?"

"Goodbye."

Cheng Kaiyan glanced at the book, opened her mouth, but ultimately just said goodbye.

Zhao Ruixue waved her hand, walked out of the room, and silently watched the boy ride away on his bicycle, unconsciously tightening her grip on the book in her arms.

The next morning was a sunny day.

But Cheng Kaiyan wasn't in a good mood.

He waited for the girl to arrive at the library, the place where the two often worked together.

One day, two days, three days passed, and she didn't come.

On his last day before leaving, a light drizzle fell, soaking the boy waiting outside the door.

But Zhao Ruixue still did not come.

He understood that this was the other party's subtle rejection.

He walked into the library, sat down in front of the old piano, and opened the creaking lid.

"Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time..."

"But the rain gradually blew the distance much farther away..."

"But in the end, it seems you still said... goodbye..."

……

The sound of the piano echoed in the library, and everyone, from the actors to the crew members, was completely immersed in it.

Looking at the figure playing the piano with her back to her, Zhao Ruixue leaned against the bookshelf, the music still lingering in her heart.

Her eyes gradually reddened, and she covered her mouth tightly with her hand, trying to suppress the bitterness in her heart.

He said the song is called "Sunny Day".

It was her favorite sunny day.

"Once upon a time, was there someone who loved you for a very long time?" (End of Chapter)