The 99th Divorce

Behind her, Shen Zhilie stayed firmly in place. He moved closer to her ear and stared earnestly at the lump of clay as it slowly took shape.

Ye Qianqian turned her face toward him and saw that he was bent forward slightly. His expression was one of concentration.

It was almost as if the man standing behind her with a hot rod poking against her wasn’t him.

Ye Qianqian’s face became a crimson color.

She struggled a little and lowered her voice. “Go away, you damn pervert!”

“Keep quiet.” Shen Zhilie’s eyes stayed on the mound of clay in front of them. “The clay will get ruined.”

“Let go of me.” Ye Qianqian glared at him. “To think that I was actually recalling a classic scene from ‘Ghost’ in my head. Damn it! You ruined a perfect moment for me! Get off me now!”

Shen Zhilie held her back in discomfort and protested, “Don’t do that! There are people around us. It’ll be so embarrassing if they notice it. Just give me a moment.”

“Seriously…”

“What scene from Ghost were you talking about?”

Ye Qianqian had a sudden nagging feeling that everyone around them was looking over.

She quickly glanced at her surroundings. It seemed that she was mistaken.

Given the situation, Ye Qianqian had no other choice but to turn her head back with her crimson face. She looked at the clay before her and applied some pressure as she said, “It’s the part when they’re working with the clay. The male lead was very much in love with the female lead. Just when they were about to get married, the man was murdered. The woman was overcome with grief. At that point, the man’s good friend entered the picture, but his motives weren’t simple. It was revealed later that the man’s death was planned by this friend of his, all for the sake of stealing something from the bank.”

“His friend was pursuing the female lead?”

“Yeah, but he had an ulterior motive for that.”

“Why was the pottery scene the signature scene of that movie?”

“Because they were very much in love. Even when they were just molding the clay together quietly, their love transcended the different dimensions. That inter-dimensional interaction was so pure.”

“I see…”

“It was a very romantic plot… Not frivolous like you!” Ye Qianqian deliberately lowered her voice as she said that. “Move away! I’m feeling uncomfortable.”

Shen Zhilie refused to budge. He asked in a lowered voice, “Which country was this movie from?”

“America. It’s a classic! You’ve never seen it before?”

“I’ve heard of it, but I don’t have any interest in romantic films.” Shen Zhilie held her hand tightly. The clay sculpture soon reverted into a shapeless lump again. He asked, “Do you know why that scene from the movie became a classic?”

“Because it was placed in a movie that became a classic! That’s why it became a classic on its own,” Ye Qianqian matter-of-factly replied.

Shen Zhilie chuckled. “Yes, but I think there’s another reason for that.”

“What is that?”

“In America, this stuff is known as clay, but the word ‘clay’ has another association.”

Ye Qianqian wasn’t proficient in English, but she knew enough to know what he meant.

She blinked and asked, “The physical body?”

“Yep.” Shen Zhilie took control of both her hands as he used them to tear the clay apart, circle after circle. “Did they play with the clay in this manner?”

Ye Qianqian suddenly felt disgusted. She looked at the clay in her hands. The words “physical body” popped into her mind.

“In the film, they were playing with clay. The innuendo of that scene can be said to be very bold and downright dirty.”

Ye Qianqian felt her face burn, as she stuttered, “You…”

“So, do you think I’m simply playing with clay right now?”

Ye Qianqian’s face was bright red. She growled, “You damn hooligan! You’re such a pervert! You’re such a lecher!”