"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, wake up, wake up—"
Wang Yi rushed into the room, first turning off the noisy loudspeaker alarm clock, and then looked at the other bed, only to find that the blankets on the bed were neatly folded, and there was no one there, nor any sign that anyone had slept on it!
Wang Yi was immediately dumbfounded.
"Nobody here?"
How come there's no one here?
Could it be that Xiao Zhou has already gotten up?
But why didn't he answer the phone?
"Did something happen that you didn't have time to say before you left?"
Wang Yi immediately checked and confirmed that Xiao Zhou's personal belongings were still there.
That's strange.
Wang Yi was completely baffled.
But soon, he discovered another key point—"
"That kid didn't come back yesterday, did he?"
Wang Yi touched the bed; his palm was ice-cold.
This is strange. The phone can't be reached, and the person can't be found. A perfectly normal person, suddenly can't be contacted.
What's going on? This person left without even leaving a message...
Just as Wang Yi was wondering what was going on, his phone rang again.
【Xiao Zhou: Urgent family matter, I must leave temporarily, please do not disturb.】
Wang Yi stared at the message for a moment, then muttered to himself, somewhat annoyed, "This kid, he didn't even call back. He really doesn't consider me a friend!"
You should at least tell him before you leave!
You made him worry so much for nothing.
Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and turned to return to the film crew, unaware that his every move was being observed...
...
Night falls, the moon is full on the rooftop, and insects chirp.
A tall, elegant man and woman sat on a high platform, calmly gazing up at the distant full moon.
"Actually, I've always had some doubts."
Now that she knew her true identity, Huo Wan'er looked at the handsome swordsman in front of her with a sorrowful expression, her voice trembling slightly.
"Are those things from the past really that important?"
Song Chenye calmly looked into the distance, and upon hearing Huo Wan'er's words, he nodded firmly: "Yes, it's important."
"Even if it means losing everything for revenge?"
What does it mean to lose everything?
Song Chenye lovingly stroked the longsword in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I have gained the courage to overcome everything, and a heart that has returned to peace."
"As a son, I cannot fulfill my filial duties to my parents; as a knight-errant, I cannot eradicate evil; as a man, I cannot make a name for myself. What use is my life then?"
“Even if my cultivation is to stop killing with killing and control evil with evil, I only kill those who deserve to die and only retaliate against those who harbor malice towards me. I sit upright and walk the righteous path of revenge, so why would I be afraid of losing it?”
Huo Wan'er listened to Song Chenye's words and fell into a long silence.
Finally, she gave a bitter smile: "Brother Song, you are a respectable hero."
As someone destined to be abandoned on his path of revenge, her heart ached so much, as if burned by fire, making it hard to breathe.
She hated it so much, hated that she was her father's daughter and couldn't change that fact, and she couldn't help but resent Song Chenye's determination to move forward, yet he wouldn't even look back at her.
What she hates even more is her current indecisiveness, her cynical nature, and her being caught between good and evil and filial piety!
Huo Wan'er grew increasingly sorrowful, but no tears could flow from her eyes—she had no right to shed tears at this moment.
So Huo Wan'er could only bite her lip and stare blankly at the moon in the distance.
The cool moonlight fell upon her, making her feel icy cold.
Huo Wan'er curled up, hugging her arms, feeling dizzy for the first time from the cool night breeze.
Song Chenye noticed Huo Wan'er's movements and subconsciously pressed his sleeve. Finally, as if realizing something was amiss, he stood up and said, "The autumn night is chilly, let's go back first."
Huo Wan'er looked up at the person in front of her, her face slightly stunned, as if she hadn't quite reacted yet.
Song Chenye had no choice but to extend her arm.
Even at this point, he was still the self-disciplined and courteous Brother Song, extending his arm rather than his palm.
Huo Wan'er lowered her head, but still reached out and grabbed his arm, using it to stand up.
Through his sleeve, she couldn't feel the temperature of his arm; only her palms were exceptionally cold.
At that moment, the distance between them was as close as if they were separated by a garment, yet so far.
Huo Wan'er withdrew her hand, wiping away the tears in her eyes. When she looked up again, her gaze towards Song Chenye was still gentle [N O V E L I G H T] and respectful: "Then let's go, Brother Song."
—Let's just say it's her being willful.
Let her spend a little more time with him in these final moments...
-
By the time the night shoot for "The Legend of Chasing the Wind" ended, it was already past 11 p.m.
Everyone who had been prepared to work until midnight breathed a sigh of relief.
What's remarkable this time is that neither Xiao He nor Yuan Sitong faltered; their performance in this scene was remarkably well-coordinated.
Especially in the scene featuring Huo Wan'er, most of the emotional fluctuations were conveyed through Yuan Sitong's performance, making it a very nuanced show. And somehow, Yuan Sitong seemed to have had a breakthrough, her acting skills improved by leaps and bounds, and she was able to achieve the effect that Director Deng wanted in the actual performance after only a few simple rehearsals.
Not to mention others, even Xiao He himself was somewhat surprised.
Yuan Sitong's acting skills have improved!
When Xiao He saw Zhao Qinyuan walking over, his expression turned into a hint of disdain.
Everyone else is working hard! And this guy is the only one who gets to succeed!
Xiao He had a strange premonition that the role of "Liu Zhilin" might be Zhao Qinyuan's last masterpiece.
Because if he doesn't change his idea of creating a romantic pairing, he will only go downhill from here on out.
In the end, all talent and inspiration are worn away, and one becomes just another ordinary person.
"Sitong, today—"
"Sorry, I have a class today, so I have to go back to the city. We can talk about it later."
Yuan Sitong directly shut down Zhao Qinyuan's invitation with a single sentence.
Zhao Qinyuan gave an awkward smile: "Sitong has been working really hard lately, so I won't bother you any longer..."
"Um."
Yuan Sitong nodded aloofly, then turned and left.
— Just work hard!
Is something wrong? Is it work-related?
If not, then get lost! Don't bother me while I'm making money!
Witnessing this scene, Xiao He couldn't help but say to Xiao Chen beside him, "This is a master."
He kept radiating coldness, but it didn't ignite Yuan Sitong's enthusiasm for work. On the contrary, he was so enthusiastic that Yuan Sitong went back to cram for acting lessons every day.
What's this?
Reverse encouragement of learning?
Xiao Chen sighed, "So it turns out that Si Tong's biggest nemesis isn't you, Brother Xiao, but Teacher Zhao Qinyuan."
Xiao He: ...
Yes and no.
Since the film crew was currently at the foot of the mountain, very close to the hotel, Xiao He and his group weren't in a hurry to catch a car back. Instead, they walked and talked, returning directly to the hotel on foot.
As Xiao He passed by the hotel lobby, he overheard an argument at the front desk—
"I haven't been able to contact my friend since last night. It's like he's disappeared right here in your hotel! Why can't you let me check the security footage? I'm calling the police right now!"
"Sir, please calm down and wait a moment. As your friend himself said, he left in a hurry and did not encounter any danger. There is no situation of him going missing. You need to view the surveillance footage now, so we need to report and apply for it for you first."
"Wait? How long have I been waiting? I just want to confirm when he left the hotel, is that so hard?"
Xiao He stopped in his tracks.
