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Zhou Yu...

I want you to hear what I have to say,

so sometimes I'm forced to change my style.

Rainy breeze blows over my mystic lake.

Mesmerizing blue china, in my hands, feels as soft as your skin.

The feeling overflows the mystic lake,

and fills my heart with you.

Thank you.

It means...

Go on... ...you were saying?

It's broken.

Very nice drawing.

Yeah. It's so beautiful.

Is this that girl's work?

Keep your hands off other people's things.

Sorry. I just wanted to protect it from being broken.

Did she make this?

Zhou Yu...

This is doctor Zhang.

Hi.

They think you're a good artist.

Yeah. We were wondering who's fine work this was...

Last time Zhou Yu was sick on this train. I asked for your help...

You said you were a vet. ...but you didn't help her!

Was that you?

Yes, I am a vet... but I couldn't help her.

I work with animals, not people!

Is this your work?

Yeah.

Very nice... when was it made?

- A long time ago... - Really? A long time ago?

This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

Are you kidding me?

"The most beautiful thing I've ever seen..." Yeah, sure.

No, I'm serious!

This vase tells me something...

What?

You were in a great mood when you painted the picure on it.

Yes.

And at that time you were in love...

That's really none of your business...

Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

Are you upset?

I think you want to give this to your boyfriend.

Yeah...

...why?

That's not a good idea...

You shouldn't be giving your ex-boyfriend's gift to your current boyfriend.

I've got a suggestion...

Why don't you make a new one, and sell this one to me?

No.

You could at least think about it before making a decision...

NO. I'm not selling it, and that's final.

Hey, come on... just think about it... Sell it to me...

Ok...? Can we make a deal...?

What's the matter with you? Didn't you hear what I said?

What?

Thank you.

Hello.

Chen Qin and I live in the same city.

We have the same exeperiences.

I think we've met before.

Chen Qin met Zhou Yu by chance...

...because a woman painted a picture on china.

What's wrong?

I have met you... in my dreams.

You are gentle like water.

You're so captivating.

You make the night so beautiful.

This is yours.

- By train? - Yeah.

Care to join me?

It's a long way from your home to here.

This is for me?

After the last time I met you, I wrote this poem for you.

Don't run away!

What's your name?

Zhou Yu.

My name is Chen Qin.

I know.

I want you to hear what I have to say, so sometimes I'm forced to change my...

"...sometimes forced to change..."

A girl who's grown up near the railroad...

She fell in love with Chen Qin only because of a poem...

Here... how's that?

Very nice.

For Chongyang.

Would you let me in?

Yes, of course.

What are you doing?

If you don't need something to eat, you can go back to your seat.

Let her do what she wants.

I've noticed you several times...

- You look like my father. - I don't think I'm that old...

Maybe.

- What does he do for a living? - He is retired.

You take this train twice a week...

Are you a saleswoman?

No.

It must be hard work for a girl like you to go to Chongyang twice a week...

Being on the train is like being at home...

if you give it time, something interesting might happen.

So, what are you doing in Chongyang?

I'm going to see my boyfriend.

Chen Qin...

It's your poem!

I know.

Why didn't you tell me?

That paper's too small.

Too small?!

Is it your poem?

Yes.

What are you doing?

I want you to hear what I have to say, so sometimes I'm forced to change my style.

Rainy breeze blows over my mystic lake.

Mesmerizing blue china, in my hands, feels as soft as your skin.

Mesmerizing blue china, in my hands, feels as soft as your skin.

I want to know something about Chen Qin.

I read his poem.

It tells me something...

- Hello... - You should've told me you bought a pager.

You can send your poem to me through the pager.

- Don't you like it? - No, I don't like it.

Hello...? Hello...?

When are you off?

- I'm not sure. - Ok.

- Ok? - Ok... bye then...

Zhou Yu... which do you really like, my poem, or me?

Both.

Chen Qin, do you have any plans for our future?

No, I don't have any plans.

What about me?

Oh... of course...

I'm bothering you, just tell me.

No... not really...

Zhou Yu! That's not what I meant!

Thanks for the meal.

I have to do my best for you.

The poems of Mr. Chen are very good, but yours aren't famous.

If you publish a book, it won't make money.

But there is another way... You could publish the book on your own...

- How much money would that take? - Quite a bit.

Ok.

- Someone is sick... - I can't help... I'm only a vet.

Why don't you just page 556632.

- Please? - No no no...

If you're sick, don't come here.

You should go home, and get some rest. It's better for you.

Ok. Bye.

Which do you like better, my poem or me?

What's going on?

You broke the vase!

I didn't mean to do that, I just wanted to buy it!

I'm sorry.

Let me pay for it. Please, I'm really sorry.

Cigarette? Here, take one of mine...

I broke the vase, it's not your fault.

I can't believe you... you're amazing.

Where are you going?

Away from you.

Excuse me, where is the next stop, please?

Mystic Lake.

- How much? - 3.5

Two please.

It's half an hour until the next train.

Where are you going?

Looking for Mystic Lake.

Are you serious?

It's just the name of a station.

Please, let's go back.

The poem says there's a mystic lake here... We haven't found the right place.

It is here... it's all around here... But you can't see anything because of the fog!

Let's just go back now... ok?

This poem was written by my boyfriend. He wrote it for me...

He wouldn't lie.

Poem? May I see it?

My Mystic Lake by Chen Qin

I want you to hear what I have to say, so sometimes I'm forced to change my style.

Rainy breeze blows over my mystic lake.

Mesmerizing blue china, in my hands, feels as soft as your skin.

You know, nothing is perfect.

The water in the lake isn't either.

You're too emotional.

You should remeber this:

It's ok... Be happy.

Just be happy.

Let's go.

What do you mean let's go?

I want to go alone.

Ok, fine.

That's fine... it's my fault.

It's my fault...

Give me that.

What?

That money for my vase.

Come on!

Get on!

Where are you going?

Thank you. Goodbye!

Sit down.

Lost your money?

No no no...

What are you looking for?

Nothing, nothing...

Hey, by the way...

Do you know where Zhou Yu is?

Why do you want to know?

Do you like her?

Stay away from her.

She's in love with someone else.

She's a good girl.

What? What do you mean she's a good girl?

I'm a good guy too!

I've been to Mystic Lake...

Which one?

The lake in your poem.

Really?

Tell me.

What did the mystic lake look like?

Very beautiful.

What are you reading?

Something about a vase.

I like what you told to me last time...

What? What did I say?

It's ok... just be happy.

I see...

The words mean nothing to me.

Sit down, please...

I say the same thing to other people... I'm not really serious.

Hey, read my fortune for me...

[What's he doing?]

There's something wrong with your ass, it came from when your dad spanked you as a child!

Are you okay?

Am I right?

We'll get this lady to verify it in the bathroom.

Let's find out the truth, I know I'm right...

And if you're right, I'll get off the train.

I will!

Am I right?

I'm serious.

When you said before that you're afraid of being serious, what did you mean?

Nothing.

I think you saw something in my fortune...

Well of course...

Really?

What did you find?

Take out your hand...

Make a fist...

Now look, your fate is in your own hands.

Is this Zhang Qiang's house?

Is Zhang Qiang here?

Let go.

Let go of me...

Zhou Yu!

Let go!

Are you sick?

What's the matter?

I have a headache.

Headache?

Go see the doctor.

Your poem is very good...

But... you should focus on your job.

What do you mean by that?

You should have heard the news by now...

We will be doing some layoffs...

And we'll need someone to go to Tibet.

Can you go?

You can teach there.

- It's too far away. - Yes, I know.

It's for you.

Hello?

Where are you?

I miss you.

I am a man... so sometimes I don't say the right things, but...

...I love you.

That's ok... I understand. How are you feeling?

I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you I love you.

I think we need to talk.

I want to make a decision.

What do you mean?

Is this Zhou Yu's home?

Zhou Yu?

How did you get here?

You found me, so I did the same...

Your place is very nice...

I'm sorry.

I'm drunk.

You can leave now.

Why did you come here?

For you...

You had something to talk to me about...

What is it?

I...

I have something to tell you.

These are all china.

We can sell them...

Make some money...

What?

I want you to publish your book.

I...

You mean a lot to me.

I have a plan...

And it will surprise you.

What's your plan?

Welcome.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Take a visit.

Thank you.

Chen Qin's poem was written for one woman...

...but the voice of the woman is drowned...

...in the world of his creation.

Chen Qin...

Let's start.

I'm sorry.

You can make it.

- You can do it. - I can't.

Zhou Yu...

Don't do this to me anymore.

- Hi - You must be Miss Zhou.

- Yes. - Sit down, please.

Is Zhang Qiang home?

...just have a seat...

And you are?

I work at the revenue bureau. I'm 33, and not married yet.

My salary isn't that much... but it's adequate. And I'll be getting a bonus every month...

I live with my old mother... she's really good-tempered.

My father... he passed away... A lot of people came to mourn for him.

The bureau won't allot an apartment to people who aren't married

Zhang Qiang sent you out here, right?

Ok... Ok... OK... I'm here... I'm here...

Slowly... it'll be over very soon... ...good baby... good

Don't panic... Easy... Done!

Not bad... You've finally found me.

Have a drink.

This is the first time in my life...

that I've met someone like you.

What do you mean by that?

You know what I mean.

You didn't finish what you were saying, please go on...

Oh nevermind, I was only kidding... Never take things I say too seriously...

Romantic... everyone wants to be.

But in normal daily life...

you don't really need so much romance.

And that was why you wanted me to meet that man?

Honestly...

That po... po..poet does not suit you.

So... just let me find someone for you.

Forget it.

Well... how about me?

You wish!

Hehehe...

Just a joke.

But, honestly...

I can't afford a woman like you.

Why?

I don't know... I couldn't tell you why.

You really don't know?

Eh?

No, I really couldn't tell you.

Then let me tell you...

Men like you are...

selfish... and...

irresponsible!

Chongyang is so far away. Why haven't you stopped going there?

Uh?

Actually... I don't know that city well.

Only the way

to Chen Qing's home.

You need to take the cable car...

across the Yangtse River...

and walk by a lot of old steps to get to his home...

You've never been there, right?

No.

Hi.

I'm going to catch the train.

I know. Get on, I'll take you to the station.

No, that's ok, thanks.

Get on, the station is on my way.

Are you Zhou Yu?

Zhang Qiang told me to give this note to you.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Where are we going?

You'll know when we arrive.

He's been preparing for this for a long time... He said it'll be a surprise. So I can't tell you.

Hi.

Well... it seems romantic...

Why did you do this?

Do you care?

I'm going home now.

Yeah I know it's tacky! But the lake is completely filled!

- These... these flowers... - Zhu!

What did you mean by saying that?

You said, "I am leaving"

There was an application in the library for Tibet support workers...

and I signed up for it...

I might have to stay there for some time...

Don't be so...

I'm not going right away...

and I will come back...

I won't let you leave.

Is this goodbye?

- What's wrong with Zhou Yu these days? - I think she's worrying about something.

Sister Xiang, you two are good friends... Tell us something about them.

I don't think they'll have a happy ending. There's not always a happy ending.

- Sister Xiang, you're just jealous. - Bullshit!

- Sister Xiang, tell us something about those two. - Yeah, what's that man like?

I've never seen him, so I don't know.

- Impossible... You two are so close... - I really haven't seen him!

Xiang?

- Come with me. - Where?

Just come.

- Where are you two going? - I'm taking Xiang to see the poet.

Stop, I'm not going there...

Just come!

What poet? Where's the poet?

Come on... we aren't going anywhere today. Just come home, ok? Come on, come home.

If you have a bad feeling about us, just tell me!

I heard, after Chen Qing left, Zhou Yu still went to Chongyang twice a week.

Just like women love to receive flowers...

but flowers are not what they really need.

- Zhang Qiang - Huh?

You're a knowledgable guy...

Help me find my way...

To where?

You know... that way...

You should know, you like going there and back so much. What more do you need to find?

Zhang Qiang...

I am serious.

Me too.

You see me going to Chongyang twice a week, and you never feel bad?

Don't bother me with this crap.

Are you serious or not?

You need to stop fooling yourself!

People like Chen Qing don't exist!

You know nothing about him!

Fine, I'll go meet him some day, together with you. Come with me now! Get on the train! Go on!

Zhou Yu...

You really don't want to stop?

We can't "cheers" without Zhou Yu here.

Zhang Qiang!

You want more dishes?

- No no... no thanks, that's enough... - Really, no more?

Careful, don't burn yourself!

Hey! You shouldn't be looking at her!

I can't help it!

Zhang Qiang, you bastard, that's the last time you set me up.

Can you imagine if...

if I got her that day?

And nothing happened between you up to now!?

Hey, don't be so mean... Come on, don't.

Can you keep a secret?

What's the secret?

She and I are just good friends.

Oh really... Friends?! Hahahaha...

Good friends!

Hey...

Don't take it seriously.

My friends were just making fun of me.

Those guys... they're just annoying.

Yeah... Well, I grew up with them.

- Hey... - Uh?

How is that?

How's what?

That...

...it's ok.

Excuse me, excuse me... My train is leaving soon.

I want to buy a ticket to Chongyang.

I saw Chen Qing...

...at a poem-reading party

...he was surrounded by a lot of people, they were all listening to his poem.

To make you hear my voice...

Mystic lake... Mesmerizing blue china...

In my hand... As soft as your skin...

...overflows the mystic lake...

Filled with you...

Filled with you...

Why did you say that...?

It would've been better if you said nothing...

I thought that was what you wanted.

Is that what I want?

I should be going...

Where is the farthest place the train goes to?

Tianshui.

But only two regular trains per week. None today.

- Oh... - Hey!

You can go by bus if you're in a hurry.

Thanks.

Now, I understand.

In reality, the one you love is the mirror image of you.

They help you see yourself clearer.

A car's coming! A car's coming!

Everyone come see this! A car's coming!

Why are you here?

I am here to see you.

You lived here all along?

Uh..

Xiu...

The truth is...

I didn't understand Zhou Yu at that time.

I don't want to go back anymore.

You don't see me as Zhou Yu, do you?

I saw Zhou Yu.

Are you dreaming?

Zhou Yu is dead.

You'll never have the chance to meet her.

Chen Qing...

Look at me...

Aren't you...

dreaming everyday?

Zhou Yu had another man.

Impossible!

Zhou Yu loved me, and me only.

You don't know Zhou Yu!

Is this goodbye?

Don't be so sensitive...

I feel like...

...like I'll never see you again.

Stay.

Okay?

Where are you going?

I am going to catch the train.

Zhou Yu?

I envy Chen Qing so much...

Don't say that, Zhang Qiang.

Didn't you say:

"As long as it's in your mind, you still have it. When it's gone from your mind, then it's no longer yours."

"She was like the flowing vapor..."

"Hard to shape..."

"Hard to describe..."

"Her casual dance..."

"...gradually took hold of me"

"took hold of the night..."

"took hold of herself..."

Chen Qing,

I envy Zhou Yu so much...

That bus' end-point would have been Tianshui.

If there wasn't that traffic accident.

Will Zhou Yu be back?

Zhou Yu said:

Something must happen in our trips.

Actually, in our dreams, everything has already happened.

But... never think about it... those are only our dreams...

"To make you hear my voice"

"for sometimes it turns to faintness"

"Gentle breeze brings out the eels"

"Mystic lake"

"Mesmerizing blue china..."

"In my hand..."

"As soft as your skin..."

"overflows the Mystic lake..."

"Filled with you..."

"Filled with you..."