I Live in Your Time

Shen Qianzhan and Ji Qinghe cross paths again at a dinner arranged by producers. Throughout the evening, Shen silently curses herself for once letting desire cloud her judgment and entangle her in a debt of affection. She prays that Ji, proud and aloof, will refuse to acknowledge her. The night passes uneventfully, and just as everyone prepares to leave peacefully, Ji suddenly turns to her and asks, I heard Producer Shen is dedicated to her work, never mixing personal feelings? The producers, halfway out of their seats, sit back down, curious about the exchange. Ji smiles calmly, his tone gentle: I just wanted to confirm. Everyone knows Ji Qinghes standards for collaborators are notoriously strict, so they suspect nothing more. But later, in the dim underground parking lot, Ji corners Shen by the elevator, relentless: And what about me? What do I count as?