The 24th-floor gym! It was a place Laila hadn't forgotten in both of her lives.
Running to the 24th floor, she impulsively grabbed a passing waiter and asked for the location of the gym. After getting the answer, she left the person behind and hurried in that direction.
The gym wasn't closed, and when she breathlessly rushed inside, she saw a figure standing by the window.
It was him! Definitely him!
Laila's heart surged with joy. Thankfully, she made it in time!
However, this joy turned into horror a moment later because the figure, in the next moment, climbed onto the window, and half of his body seemed to be tilting outward.
"Roy!" Laila hurriedly shouted, running towards him.
At this moment, Roy had already noticed that something was off with the person over there. When he heard his name being called and saw her rushing towards that side, he immediately followed suit. With his larger strides and trained body, he quickly surpassed her and, just as the person was about to fall downstairs, forcefully pulled him back.
"God! This is insane!" Roy, who hadn't felt it before, suddenly felt weak in the limbs after pulling the person back. He looked at the man lying on the ground and couldn't help but shout in anger, "Why would you do that? Is the life that God gave you meant to be wasted like this?"
The man who was saved resembled a soulless doll. It was only when he heard Roy's angry shout that his unfocused eyes gradually focused.
He blinked and, seeing two foreigners in front of him, immediately understood that he had been saved.
He struggled to stand up, using a somewhat hoarse voice to say, "Thank you."
Laila's tears fell at the sound of his voice.
Welcome back, "Brother"!
Roy didn't know if she was excited, thinking she was scared by the man's actions, and his anger rose again. Fortunately, he knew comforting his girlfriend was more important at this moment, so he put aside the idea of beating someone up for now. If it were any other time, encountering such a person, he would have gone over to throw a few punches.
What he despised the most was people who didn't cherish life. Thinking back to his difficult times when he had slept on park benches and survived by scavenging through garbage cans, he never once thought about ending his own life. God saw his persistence and efforts, so He blessed him with the most precious angel.
If he had given up on life early on, not only would his younger brother not have received help, but he wouldn't have become an actor, let alone meet the love of his life. So, as long as one is alive, even in the most difficult situations, there is hope for a better life, isn't there?
He embraced Laila and gently patted her back, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."
The gentle voice echoed in Laila's ears. Instead of stopping her tears, it seemed to touch a sensitive spot, making her tears flow even more.
Regrets that persisted for two lifetimes! Finally, like breaking a spell, they seemed to be resolved. "Brother" was back, and the missing piece in her life seemed to be complete. She wasn't crying out of sadness but out of happiness, genuinely happy!
Leslie Cheung's negative emotions that had filled his heart just moments ago finally dissipated in front of the unexpected arrival of the two. He had returned to his usual self and could see that his actions had seemingly scared the girl.
"Sorry for scaring you. Please let me do something to compensate." His voice was gentle, soft, low, and somewhat husky.
Without his comforting words, Laila, who had temporarily stopped crying under Roy's comfort, started crying again.
Roy didn't know she was moved; he thought this man had frightened his precious girl, and he immediately got angry. "Sir, do you want to get beaten up? Stay away from us!" Saying this, his hand that was originally around Laila's shoulders had already clenched into a fist, ready to swing at him.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
Two shocked voices sounded simultaneously. On one side, Laila held onto Roy's arm, not giving him the chance to treat her idol like a punching bag. On the other side, a woman who stumbled in like a protective mother rushed to stand in front of Leslie Cheung.
"What are you doing?" The woman glared at Roy.
Roy, with no gentlemanly belief that women couldn't be hit, would hit any woman who dared to provoke Laila.
"What do we want to do? You should ask what this man wants to do! He just tried to commit suicide and scared my girlfriend!" He shouted angrily.
"Suicide?" The woman looked behind her at the man who now appeared calm, showing no signs of the previous desire for death. "Did you really just now?" She didn't finish her words, but her trembling hands took out a shattered phone from her pocket.
"You told me on the phone just now to meet you at the front door. Was this the method?" Apparently, the phone was dropped by Leslie Cheung just now. He was saved, but the phone fell downstairs and happened to land at the woman's feet. Recognizing the familiar phone, she ran upstairs in shock. She knew he had a history of suicide attempts, but she never expected it this time...
She was finally awake. He should have been saved by those two foreigners, but she didn't know why he would resort to violence.
"Sorry, I misunderstood just now. Thank you for saving him." She bowed deeply to Laila and Roy, expressing sincere gratitude. She was genuinely thankful; if it weren't for these two people, she might have been separated from him at this moment. It was like facing the end of the world, and just thinking about it made her suffocate.
Roy waved his hand coldly. "Forget it." Saying that he was about to take Laila away.
But at this moment, how could Laila leave? Before confirming that "brother" was okay, how could she bear to leave? She wanted to hear more of his voice and see more of his current appearance. This way, she could be sure that she had truly changed history!
"No need to thank us; it was our honor," Laila finally regained her composure and spoke.
Chen Shufen heard very authentic Chinese, which surprised her as she looked at the foreign girl in front of her. Such pure Chinese from a Westerner was quite uncommon, especially when the girl had a very Western appearance, except for her black hair, without much mixed-race appearance.
Initially, she thought the foreigners next to her were about to throw punches, so she didn't recognize Leslie Cheung, who was famous in the East. However, from the girl's words, it seemed like she knew him.
Most importantly, why did the two foreigners in front of her look so familiar?
"Wow—" She suddenly took a deep breath and, from Roy's highly recognizable and unmasked face, recognized his identity—the newly crowned Oscar-winning actor, Roy Seasonstar, who won the Best Actor award for sweeping the Oscars with "Chicago" this year.