The large-scale palace drama "The Legend of Concubine Yun" has reached its final stage, and the entire crew is carrying out final filming.

On the day filming wrapped, the director suggested that all the staff go to a hotel near the film studio for a wrap party to celebrate and reward everyone for their hard work over the past few days.

Su Xun, as the screenwriter, also went along.

The dinner was scheduled for 8 p.m. The director and lead actors were in high spirits and kept clamoring to toast each other, so beer, red wine and white wine were served on the table.

The lead actors took turns raising their glasses to toast the director and assistant director, and Su Xun was toasted several times. Su Xun had indeed put a lot of effort into this drama, and he was happy to see it come to a successful end.

By the end, most people were drunk. The director had drunk the most and was now slumped on a stool, unable to get up, and was being helped out by his assistant.

Su Xun has a naturally high alcohol tolerance, and everyone present took her into consideration as a lady, so they didn't force her to drink too much. Therefore, even though everyone else was unsteady on their feet, she still retained most of her consciousness, enough to support her as she walked back to the hotel not far away.

She picked up her coat from the stool and walked towards the hotel entrance.

It's already late December, and it gets dark early. It's past 11 p.m. now, and it's pitch black outside. Fortunately, there are streetlights to illuminate the way, so we can still see the road.

A gust of wind blew by, and a chill crept up Su Xun's spine. He shivered and quickly put on his coat, which warmed him up a bit.

This is a film and television base for period dramas. To facilitate filming, there are very few buildings around. The road is quiet at this moment, and the dim streetlights create a sense of tranquility.

Along the way, only her shadow accompanied her as she walked forward. Suddenly, she felt a sense of panic. The road she had walked countless times before was now filled with unknown fears.

The cold wind howled, and something seemed to be blown against it. A crisp sound came from the darkness, a "thud".

Su Xun shuddered, quickened her pace, tightened her clothes to wrap herself up, and walked forward.

She kept her head down, not daring to look up or glance around, afraid of seeing something she shouldn't. Actually, Su Xun had always been afraid of these things since she was a child, especially when the crew members liked to spread rumors about the film and television base. At that time, she didn't think much of it, but now, in this situation, she really felt a bit scared.

She took a few more steps forward, then suddenly stopped.

A dark figure appeared in front of her, right opposite her. After she stopped, it also remained motionless. Su Xun suddenly felt her legs go weak, and even the effects of the alcohol dissipated considerably.

She didn't know how much time had passed when the dark figure opposite her moved and walked towards her.

She silently recited in her heart: "Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony..."

A soft touch came from my head, and it was rubbed gently.

What are you reading?

A gentle voice came from above.

Pei Ke had just seen Su Xun's figure from afar, but he kept his head down. After he walked over, he stopped and observed him for a minute, his mouth moving as he muttered something.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Su Xun suddenly looked up and saw someone who should have been in S City. Instantly, her nose tingled and tears streamed down her face.

On one hand, there was the relief of realizing it was a false alarm after extreme fear, mixed with the longing of not seeing each other for several weeks.

"Why are you crying?"

Seeing the woman suddenly burst into tears, he was at a loss and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"It's so good to see you."

Su Xun choked up, still feeling a bit scared as she recalled the scene just now.

Seeing Su Xun's reaction and recalling Su Xun's strange walking movements earlier, Pei Ke suddenly understood many things.

Perhaps people in the writing industry have richer imaginations than ordinary people, and their minds are naturally more open. Connecting with the dark and quiet atmosphere around them, a person can sketch out an entire movie in their mind.

He pulled her into his arms, held her tightly, and patted her back soothingly.

"Okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The person in his arms remained silent. The two remained in this position for about five minutes before Su Xun suddenly raised his head, his eyes still showing some fear.

"You're not just something I imagined, are you?"

Pei Ke: "..."

So it turns out he barely rested for several days just to squeeze out two days to be with her, only to be mistaken by others for an illusion?

What's the logic behind this?

Wronged.

He sighed softly, gently released her, bent down, and lightly kissed her forehead.

"It has warmth, not your imagination."

......

"Can we go back now?"

Su Xun finally regained his senses, moved his feet, and suddenly realized an embarrassing fact.

"My legs are still weak."

Pei Ke: "..."

He turned around and leaned slightly forward. "I'll carry you on my back. Get on."

Su Xun leaned his upper body onto Pei Ke's back, and Pei Ke scooped up his legs with his large hands, carrying him steadily on his back.

The dim light overlapped their shadows, and they moved slowly forward.

The temperature had dropped a few degrees again, and the cold wind stung people's faces.

Su Xun stretched out both hands and reached forward to cover Pei Ke's cheeks, which were cold from the wind, "to shield you from the wind."

Pei Ke didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth turned up happily, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

As I approached the hotel, a light snow began to fall, drifting down gently and casually, landing on my black hair as if frozen in time.

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