"If I get to know many people..." he murmured, "would I still want to like you?"
Feng Guang waved his hand dismissively, "We'll talk about it later."
This attitude is similar to not wanting to think about homework until the very last minute before it's due.
"Fengguang, what are you doing standing here?" Liu Han, who was worried about Fengguang, saw her standing in the corridor as soon as he came out and couldn't help but walk over and ask curiously.
Feng Guang turned around and saw Liu Han. Without hesitation, he said, "I'm chatting with Yu Shu."
"Yu Shu? Are you kidding me?" Liu Han patted her head. "Yu Shu is discussing the plot with Qiu Liang right now. Where are you chatting with him?"
Feng Guang paused, looked to the side, and asked, "Where is he...?"
She looked around, but the man who had been chatting with her for so long was nowhere to be found.
"Fengguang, are you hallucinating because you're under too much pressure lately? When I came over, I only saw you standing here. Where did the other person come from?"
"I..." she cried out in alarm, "I was just chatting with someone. Maybe...maybe he wasn't Yu Shu, maybe I mistook him for someone else, but there was definitely someone there!"
"Okay, okay, there are people." Liu Han replied, going along with her words. "After we finish filming 'The Lost Dreams of the Ancient City,' I'll take you out to have some fun and relax. You've been working a lot lately."
"Hmph, you're the one who's hallucinating!" Feng Guang stomped her foot angrily and strode away.
Liu Han hurriedly followed, "Little girl, wait for me. You can't drive, are you going to walk back to the hotel?"
Feng Guang shouted, "Since you don't believe me anyway, just let me walk back alone!"
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you..."
The two figures, one in front and one behind, gradually walked away. The person standing behind the tree raised their right hand, the hand that had just held hers, as if still retaining her comfortable warmth.
He looked at his palm and suddenly felt something was strange. It wasn't the temperature difference between the two of them that was strange, but rather the feeling of not knowing what to think.
As he got closer to her, he not only found that the warmth of her hands made him feel comfortable, but also that her scent gave him... a strange kind of liking.
He hadn't had a sense of smell for a long time.
Unaware that a man was thinking of her, Feng Guang returned to the hotel and unexpectedly ran into Luo Chenxi at the elevator entrance. This time, the man beside Luo Chenxi had changed; he was a tall, melancholic young man whose brows seemed to always hold sorrow.
Feng Guang suddenly felt disgusted with herself. How could she have mistaken the man in the mansion for Yu Shu? Yu Shu was known as the Melancholy Prince, while the man in the mansion, although his appearance exceeded the standard of a prince, did not reveal any melancholy in his ever-smiling eyes. The man standing next to Luo Chenxi now was so melancholy that one would almost think he was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle!
While waiting for the elevator, Liu Han was the first to greet him, "Mr. Yu, have you finished discussing the script with Director Qiu?"
“Hmm.” Yu Shu nodded, a bright sadness in her eyes. “This story is so heartbreaking. The process is captivating, and the ending is heartbreaking. After reading the script, I really can’t get rid of the character Qian Mo. Since we parted, I’ve been thinking of you. How many times have my soul been with you in my dreams? Alas…”
Feng Guang tugged at Liu Han's clothes and whispered, "Is he sick?"
Liu Han also explained in a low voice, "He's a melancholy prince, how could he not be a little melancholy?"
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