Compared to the glamorous and meticulously dressed celebrities, Shen Jingshao, dressed in a suit and tie, was in no way inferior to them.
Ever since Shen Jingshao was scratched by the kitten, Wen Yixing and Shen Jingshao have occasionally kept in touch on WeChat.
They didn't communicate frequently, and both maintained a polite distance.
Halfway through the event, Wen Yixing got a little tired standing at the back.
She told her colleague she was going to the restroom and then left.
There were several restrooms nearby. Wen Yixing walked out of the corridor and found the nearest one.
It's very quiet here. It seems everyone is watching a show or working in front of the stage, and no one is coming over.
Wen Yixing turned on the tap and washed her hands.
The cool water felt wonderful.
She washed her face, and the noise that had made her feel so much better instantly.
Wen Yixing left the restroom and walked forward to the somewhat empty dressing room.
The lights in the dressing room were off at this time, and the corridor was particularly dark.
Wen Yixing vaguely heard people talking around her. She turned around and saw what appeared to be two intimate figures at the end of the corridor.
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"Did you two have a fight?" Jiang Ruyue placed her red-painted nails on Fang Shiyan's tie and tugged at it, causing Fang Shiyan to bend over slightly.
This time, Fang Shiyan didn't indulge her. He placed his hand on her fingers and coldly stopped her, "Stop fooling around."
"I never thought she could be angry with you one day." Jiang Ruyue found it strange.
Fang Shiyan didn't speak. He straightened up, took a step back, and straightened his disheveled tie without any expression.
Jiang Ruyue found it boring, so she lit a cigarette by the window, held it between two fingers, and slowly took a puff.
A faint sound came from ahead. Jiang Ruyue looked up and saw a figure at the corner of the corridor. In the dim light, Jiang Ruyue recognized her.
Jiang Ruyue thought about it and became interested.
She took two steps forward and said to Shi Yan, "How about I help you?"
Before Fang Shiyan could understand the meaning of those words, Jiang Ruyue tiptoed and suddenly looked up to get closer.
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Moonlight streamed in through the window, and Wen Yixing, upon seeing that there was someone there, immediately tried to look away.
After all, it's always inappropriate to witness others being affectionate at such a time.
But the figures over there looked somewhat familiar to her.
Seeing the woman holding a lit cigarette, Wen Yixing finally recognized who the two people over there were.
Wen Yixing wanted to turn around, but her body seemed to be out of her control and she couldn't move at all.
The feeling of being out of control that she had a few days ago returned to her. Even though she was conscious and felt nothing was wrong, her heart still felt very painful.
My vision gradually blurred, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Wen Yixing was a little flustered; she didn't know what was wrong.
Just then, he heard a noise behind him, along with a faint, cool bamboo scent.
Someone walked over and put their hand in front of her eyes, blocking all her vision.
That strange feeling vanished instantly.
Wen Yixing's legs felt weak, and the person behind her reached out to support her shoulders.
For some reason, the scent of this person made her feel at ease.
Wen Yixing unconsciously gripped his sleeve and turned to look at him.
Shen Jingshao was also looking at her. Her face was pale, and the stray hairs on her forehead were wet. She looked to be in very bad condition.
Shen Jingshao's gaze darkened. He bent down and lifted her up in his arms.
Wen Yixing was in a daze, but in the last second before she lost consciousness, she felt someone hug her.
His deep voice was still gently comforting her: "It's okay, don't be afraid."
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