01x18 - Episode 18

[bunniefuu]

Alright, boys, thanks for your hard work.

Align it with the center of the sofa.

Let me see.

Up a bit. A little more to the right.

What's wrong with you?

Frowning and sighing
when we're hanging the painting.

You're blocking my view. Sit over there.

I can't see clearly. Sit right there!

I really can't take you.

You've been moving this painting around
all afternoon!

- You've got me feeling like this painting.
- Hold on.

Everything I see looks abstract.

Just admit you need glasses.

Why blame the painting?

- Loud painting for a loud person.
- Don't move.

That's enough!

I've moved out of your view!

But you're a bother in here!

You two, make him disappear. Now.

What...

What are you doing?

Alright, boys, sorry about that.
Let's not hang it there.

Let's try this wall instead.

Good.

Center. Right here, don't move.

Good.

[Episode 18]
[Always on Your Side]

Si Xian, thanks for tonight.

For what?

It's been a long time
since I felt this relaxed.

Thanks for showing me
what it's like to live for myself.

You were the one who asked me out tonight.

You should thank yourself.

I know what I need to do now.

I had a really good time tonight.

I feel like taking a walk.

Sure. Want me to come with?

This is a walk I need to take alone.

I'll see you around.

[Yue Yang]

[Deleting the contact "Yue Yang"]
[Delete]

Mr. Fu.

Stealing from your own mother
with the dog standing guard?

That's a new low.

Mom, where did you put the necklace
I gave you last time?

I gave it to Dong Xian, remember?

You trying to get a second one out of me?

Totally forgot that.

Our family dinner is
the day after tomorrow.

I'm going to bring Si Xian to meet you.

That "Si Xian"?

And in what capacity exactly?

Take a guess.

Cut the crap.

Girlfriend.

Really?

- Out of my way.
- Yes.

It doesn't have to be too expensive.

Here.

Take this set.

Are you giving this set to me?

Isn't it from Lester?

It's too valuable.

I've been saving it
for my future daughter-in-law.

Take it.

Then I'll take it, really.

Yes, go ahead.

Now I'm stressed.

What if I can't marry her?

You're going to blame me
and miss the jewelry too.

Fu Ming Yu,

if you're that useless,

I might as well start over with your father
and have another kid.

That again?

It's late. Time to go to bed.

Give me a break.

I'll leave you two to it, then.

I'm leaving.

Alright, don't climb the tree, please.
Let's go home.

- Don't touch me.
- Do you know what time it is?

Didn't you promise I could drink
all I wanted if I came with you?

You can't even follow through on your word,
and you want my family's business?

I don't want your family's business!

I just want to go home.

Then go.

Nobody's stopping you.

Nobody!

Fine.

Tell me, what's it going to take
to get you home?

You know.

How am I supposed to know?

You...

You can go after those Instagirls.

You can go after Si Xian.

So why not me?

Why do you hesitate with me?

Is it the legs?

You like those long-legged girls?

- My legs...
- Careful.

My legs are pretty great too.

- Yes, great legs.
- Long strides.

- It's not about the legs!
- Leave a breeze in my wake.

Then what?

Say it.

Yan An, say it.

- You're always like this. It's k*lling me!
- Because I don't have the guts.

Zheng You An, I like you.

But I know exactly
what kind of person I am.

Every relationship I've had, I meant it.

But tell me,

how long does the feeling last?

Those people never mattered.
When they left, it didn't hurt.

But if you leave me,

I won't be able to take it.

And your dad only has you.

If I mess things up again,
neither family would ever forgive me.

There you go again.

Is it really about them not forgiving you?

- Or are you just afraid you'll hurt me?
- I'm afraid of hurting you.

And I'm afraid of letting you down.

Yan An,

what makes you so sure you can hurt me?

Am I that unappealing,

or do you think
you'll be the first to get bored?

To be honest,

when I was out there living my life,

you hadn't even held a girl's hand.

Where are you going, Zheng You An?

- Be careful!
- Taxi!

- Where are you going?
- Don't touch me!

Zheng You An!

One last warning.

Stay away from my studio.

Show up, and I'll hit you. Every time.

Who do you think you are?

Ms. Dong, what have you been up to?
A new painting?

Yes, started a new piece.

Ms. Dong, you're the expert here.

Please tell us
what this painting is trying to say.

Yeah, it's so abstract.

What makes it so good?

This piece is by an Ethiopian artist

whose signature style is a fusion of
Neo-Orientalism and classicism,

with a touch of abstract expression.

As you can see, the colors are very bold.

They really pack a visual punch.

So, what do you think?

Beautiful, isn't it? My new painting.

It's beautiful.

But we still can't figure out
what it's supposed to be.

Why do you need to figure it out?

Here, have some fruit.

Lan Xiang, I have to ask,

what exactly made you spend
that kind of money on this piece?

Tell us.

Yeah, tell us.

What's there to tell?

Why are you all overanalyzing it?

It's just a painting.

I...

I liked the colors.

They are bright. They caught my eye,
so I bought it.

And honestly, I've been so busy
I haven't even looked at it since.

Ms. Dong, why don't you tell us
what the artist was trying to express?

Yes, please, Ms. Dong.

Actually, what Ms. He just said
is exactly the point.

When we decide to collect a piece,

it helps to understand
the artist's technique and style,

and their intent.

But I also think we can completely
let go of what the artist meant.

As they say, "Mountains are mountains
and waters are waters."

It's all about your own state of mind.

If this painting speaks to Ms. He,
then it's already entered her world.

Yes, exactly.

That's what I meant.

See?

Ms. Dong just put it so well.

After all that, I still
can't see what it is.

Me neither.

That means you need more exposure to art.

Anyway, you all sit and chat.

Have some fruit.

Don't just stand there. Please, sit down.

Ms. Dong, please give them more insight.

Let me tell you…

Auntie He.

- Ms. He, need a hand?
- No, I'm fine.

- Mr. Yan.
- Hello, Ms. He.

- Enjoy yourselves.
- Thanks, go ahead.

Sorry, shouldn't have
made you carry that yourself.

Such a smooth talker.

Did you see Tai Chu and Yan An over there?
They've been talking for ages.

Is he cooking up something again?

Things are getting tougher by the day.

Tai Chu's got no good options left.

He's trying to grab
whatever lifeline he can.

But didn't he used to not like Yan An?

What else can he do?

Your son had to go and announce
he has a girlfriend so loudly.

Tai Chu can hardly keep pushing his way in.

But that doesn't mean
he should jump at just anyone, right?

To be fair, Yan An's a decent kid.

He's just too fond of playing around.

Does Tai Chu even have any other options?

Well, maybe you could come
up with something for him?

Got any more sons lying around?

Well, then I'll try harder
to have another one.

As long as they're willing to wait.

Why bring that up again?

Totally the wrong time and place.

Look at you, all flustered.

Even if I did have another son,
I wouldn't join families with them.

Thank goodness Ming
Yu's got a girlfriend now.

I should thank Si Xian.

Otherwise, they'd be trying
to get their foot in our door.

Don't you think so?

Speaking of that,
when Ming Yu brings Si Xian over,

mind your expression.

Don't put on that stiff face
and scare the girl off...

Come on, keep it to yourself!

- What?
- It looks terrible.

We're here.

This place?

Let's go.

You okay?

It's fine.

I used to walk in heels like a
professional. Fast and steady.

Fast and steady?

Sure you don't want me to carry you in?

No need to be tough.

I won't give you that chance.

- You said it.
- I did.

Good dog.

Dad, Mom.

We're not late, are we?

Si Nian, come over here.

Quit chatting and come over.

Mom, Dad, let me introduce you.
This is my girlfriend, Ruan Si Xian.

This is my father, Chairman Fu.

Hello, Chairman Fu.

Hello.

And this is Ms. He. You've met her before.
She's my mother.

Hello, Si Xian. Good to see you again.

I have a son who is around your age.

You're so pretty today.

Hello, Ms. He.

What happened just now?

Almost twisted her ankle. But she's fine.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

Pretty girl.

Everyone, come here, please.

Ms. Dong, come over here.

Come.

Let me make a proper introduction.

- A proper introduction? Who? That formal?
- Come on. Look.

This is my son's girlfriend, Ruan Si Xian.

Pretty, isn't she?

Si Xian, you look lovely today.

- This is Ms. Dong, a renowned painter.
- Mom.

Long time no see.

It's been a long time.

You look lovely today.

Let me introduce you.

This is Mr. Zheng, You An's father.

Hello.

Zheng Tai Chu.

I'm You An's father.

How is it not him?

Hello, Uncle Zheng.

I didn't expect this.

Ms. Dong, so Si Xian is your daughter too.

No wonder.

I see more and more of you in her.

Bored? Here, have something to eat.

What's up? Something's on your mind?

Where's your mom? I haven't seen her.

My mom?

She's probably busy with something.

But I haven't seen her
since the dinner started.

It's okay.

Maybe she'll come back once she's done.

Is she upset with me?

Don't overthink it.

Then she doesn't like me.

Was I too much today?

I don't think so.

And everything you said was true.

Hasn't Ms. Dong always been your mother?

I'll admit, I was a bit mischievous today.

Then that makes it even.

You and my mom are even now.

Remember last time,

when she tried to set you up
with her "kind of handsome" son?

That's true.

But your mom is clearly hiding
because she's upset.

Go and find her.

I'm not going.

My dad will handle it if she's upset.

Right now, my most important job
is to keep my girlfriend company.

- Have some fruit.
- No. Go now.

I'm not going.

Jin Bao, tell me,
what did I do to deserve this?

I tried everything to avoid it,
but I am still here.

How did I end up in this situation?

What's wrong?

Me?

Every time I see you,
my blood pressure shoots up.

It's higher than your height.

Fine.

Then you should rest.
I'll make myself scarce.

Stop right there.

Sit down.

- Sit!
- Okay.

Tell me the truth.

Did you already know
she's Dong Xian's daughter?

You little brat, why
didn't you tell me sooner?

- You knew full well what's between her and me.
- I know.

I knew I was dating
Si Xian, not her mother.

Don't act like you're above all this.

Of course, it would be best
to have your blessing.

But even without it,
I'm still going to be with her.

My head is spinning.

Did I ever say
I wouldn't let you two be together?

I just don't get it.

Why do you have to be
Dong Xian's son-in-law?

Why?

Mom.

I'm not set on being
Auntie Dong's son-in-law.

I'm set on marrying Si Xian.

- Mom.
- Don't look at me like that.

That act doesn't work on me.

Come on, don't be mad, Mom.

You do like Si Xian, don't you?

I like her, yes.

But she's Dong Xian's daughter.

Fine, even if so, it doesn't matter.

I like her for who she is,
not because of her mother.

But Ming Yu, you should
have told me sooner.

You should have given me time to prepare.

You two just caught me
at my proudest moment,

and you hit me with this.

My head is throbbing.
I'm not comfortable anywhere.

I didn't think it through.

I sincerely apologize to you.

Mom, don't be mad.

Actually, I have a
secret to share with you.

Stay away from me.

Sit over there and say.

Here's the thing.

Si Xian and her mom, Ms. Dong,
have some issues between them.

Forget it.

What could be that bad between a
mother and daughter? Worse than mine?

Actually, you're right.

Their issues are much bigger than
what's between you and Ms. Dong.

- Really?
- Of course.

Why is that?

Well, it's a long story.

You haven't eaten anything all night.

This is good.

Low in sugar.

Everything okay?

Nothing's wrong.

At least she called me Mom today.

I didn't expect her to be all grown up now.

To be honest, back
when I divorced her father,

I already knew this day would come.

But...

The way she treats me now still
makes me feel a little unsettled inside.

I get it.

I wonder what she's been through
all these years.

But I guess it's good
that she's with Ming Yu now.

By the way, is You An okay?

She's known Si Xian for so long,
and I never even told her about it.

- Will she...
- Alright.

Let her process it on her own.

I...

I hope you're doing well.

What are you spacing out for?

What do you see in it?

Messy.

The painting's messy,
and my mind's even messier.

Talk to me.

Maybe I can help sort it out.

You can't.

You're a big part of
why my mind is this tangled.

- Zheng You An.
- Why couldn't they tell me?

They...

Maybe they had their reasons.

In my book,

keeping something from me
simply means they don't trust me at all.

Don't say that.

Maybe they were trying to protect you.

So what, tonight's when
the protection expired?

Now that you put it that way, I get it.

- So what she did wasn't aimed at me.
- Of course not.

It was aimed at her mother, Dong Xian.

Exactly.

But that doesn't make sense.

What doesn't make sense?

Look, Dong Xian is a bit aloof,

- but she's not a bad person.
- Right.

And look at how she treats You An,
who's not even her biological daughter.

She's so attentive,
down to the smallest detail.

When a woman gets divorced,
she may leave her husband,

but she's not likely to
abandon her own child.

A mother's heart is soft.

Every child is flesh and blood
we carried for 10 months.

We love them dearly.

So why would she treat
her own daughter differently?

Something's off.

You little rascal, are
you making up a story?

Are you trying to fool your mother?

Making a story up? I wouldn't dare.

Really?

See for yourself if you don't believe me.

Look.

Isn't Si Xian standing over there
all by herself?

She looks so lonely.

Look at her.

She really is.

She has heavy family baggage,

but she rarely brings it up with me.

I do know

she sold the house her father left her
to get into flight school.

- Really?
- Really.

Just now she even asked me
if I thought you were upset with her,

and whether you might not like her.

That's why she sent me up here
to keep you company.

- Really?
- Of course.

- See?
- She really said that.

Why would I lie to you?

I really do like Si Xian.

Good. You have good taste.

I know it was hard
to hear Si Xian call her Mom today.

But it wasn't aimed at you.
You just got caught in the crossfire.

Stop making excuses for her.

It's not that I don't understand.

Imagine your own mother
not being there for you,

but going off to be someone else's mom?

I get why she'd hate me.

- Who could accept that?
- Why would she hate you?

It's not like
you made her parents get divorced.

Can you just go?

Weren't you getting along fine with my dad?
Go on, get out.

Leave me alone for a while, will you?

What did I say wrong?

Stop bothering me.

- Go.
- Wait, where am I supposed to go?

You two are looking at the painting?

- Auntie He.
- Auntie He.

You two, have a drink
outside and take a walk.

I'll have a word with You An.

Alright, we'll head out.

Go on.

You go ahead.

How is she?

She's fine.

Nervous?

Are you joking at this point?

Worried my mom won't approve of
our relationship?

I'm starting to regret it.

I thought I could embarrass my mom tonight,

but instead, I ended up
hurting so many people.

That was never my intention.

I thought being petty and vengeful
would feel good,

but now I feel guilty.

I understand everything you're saying,
but you don't need to feel guilty.

But your mom was kind enough
to invite me to your home,

and all I did was cause a scene.

You know,

no matter what happened,
I'm always on your side.

Really?

Of course.

I have to thank you for this.

Ever since this painting
came into my house,

this is the first time
I've sat down and really looked at it.

Why are these paintings so expensive?

Every time I think about its price,
my heart aches.

I'd rather have bought jewelry.

But I wanted to show
off in front of your mom.

She's always snatching up
the paintings I want, isn't she?

But she did say one thing that made sense.

Appreciating art is like seeing mountains
as mountains and waters as waters.

I can't read the painting,
but I do understand this truth.

Aren't those the three
stages of enlightenment?

At the first stage, you see mountains
as mountains and rivers as rivers.

At the second stage, mountains are no longer
mountains and rivers are no longer rivers.

I'm happy for you. You're
already ahead of me.

You've reached the second stage.

Me?

Why are mountains no longer mountains
and rivers no longer rivers?

Because you're overthinking.

You've started questioning everything.

It's like when we look
at a painting sometimes,

we get fixated on the details,
stubbornly staring at them,

and the more we stare,
the less we see the painting's essence.

That's how misunderstandings happen.

You misunderstand the painting,
and you misunderstand people.

But it's okay.

There's still the third stage.

Seeing mountains as mountains
and waters as waters once again.

Don't be afraid.

True sincerity stays true.

It doesn't just vanish because of
a few misunderstandings or disagreements.

It won't.

Alright, don't look so upset.

I'm pretty impressive, aren't I?

I'll have you know, I'm usually too modest.

I don't like to show off or brag.

Auntie He, what you just said
is a profound philosophy.

It connects with all forms of art.

Well then, and my philosophy sounds
even deeper, doesn't it?

There, there.

Alright.

No more tears.

You had it this good as a kid?

You even have your own swing.

I didn't get to enjoy it.

We moved here after I
finished graduate school.

This swing was Ms. He's idea.

She insisted on having it installed.

She's got a playful side.

Poor Dad, though.

Every time Ms. He wants to swing,
she makes him push her.

And Chairman Fu goes along with it?

He doesn't dare say no.

Want to give it a try?

This is the first time I've swung
without waiting in a queue.

When I was little,
I had to queue for the swings.

I'd always end up last,

and if the kids ahead weren't done,
I wouldn't get a turn.

But Dad would wait with me.

When it was my turn, he'd push me.

When I'd had enough,
he'd take my hand and walk me home.

I remember one time,
we'd just had beef hotpot at home,

and I was in such a great mood.

I dragged Dad to the swing set
right after we ate.

I was swinging so hard,
it felt like I was flying to the sky.

And you know what?

I threw up all that beef I just ate.

Cried the whole way home.

You like swinging that much?

I think I really do.

But I never touched one after I grew up.

Every time I saw a swing,
I'd steer clear of it.

Then I went to the Aviation Academy
and started training on the spiral trainer.

Everyone else complained, but I enjoyed it.

Finally, I could fly again.

Are you tired from pushing me?

I could do this all day.

Are you that happy?

Of course.

This necklace...

Was it your mother's?

She said it's a first-meeting gift for you.

That's way too generous.

Still think she doesn't like you?

She's being nice because you're her son.

Did your mom pick out this dress too?

I'm a grown man with normal taste.

But it doesn't seem like your taste.

It's not. I liked the other one better.

Which one?

Your uniform.

Ms. Jiang, off duty now?

You just met someone who let you down.

If you want someone
who won't let you down or betray you,

that person can only be you.

Hello, I've arrived.

Okay, I see you.

I'm coming over now.

- Coffee.
- Thank you.

Don't drink too much...

coffee.

[Hengshi Air Question Bank - Air Law]

Go home.

- "Isn't it a pleasure to learn and apply..."
- Go home.

Same old problem.

I've told you a hundred times,
and you still don't remember.

You were going soft on
me today, weren't you?

I was expecting the double-force training.

This afternoon, you'll
get the real workout.

Long time no see.

Long time no see.

Are you waiting for me?

Don't get me wrong.

I'm here to see Si Xian.

Okay.

I should probably clear this up.

Ruan Si Xian and I
barely talk outside of work these days.

You're colleagues.

It's normal to have interactions.

Then why are you looking for her?

I'm leaving the company.

- Just came by to drop off a small gift.
- You're kidding.

You have a good thing going here.

Or did you get a better offer
from another airline?

I'm going back to school.

- Jiang Zi Yue, you can't be serious...
- Hello, Captain Yue.

I'll leave you to your stuff.

Jiang Zi Yue, don't you think
you're being naive?

We're grown-ups.

How can you have such unrealistic ideas?

Yue Yang, I guess after all this time,
you still don't really know me.

At least until today,
naivety has never been my thing.

Fine, but resigning is a different story.

You go back to school, and after you
graduate, you'll have to find a new job.

You'll have to figure out how this
changing world works all over again.

Without a steady income,
how's your family...

So you did know about
my family all this time.