Yang Huanyi chuckled softly: "To encounter 'Anna Doriya' is already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. At least I didn't actually play your mother."
Perhaps the rejection of her new role touched a raw nerve, triggering a painful memory of being sidelined for two years. Yang Huanyi's emotions were more outwardly expressed than usual.
Splash, splash. The waves crashed against the rocks.
Yang Huanyi remained silent for a long time, seemingly immersed in some kind of sadness. Shang Yechu stared at her for a long time in the dark blue night, only to see a blurry outline.
Shang Yechu suddenly said, "Did you know that in the dialect of Xiatan, the pronunciation of 'like' is the same as 'the sea'?"
The topic jumped so quickly that Yang Huanyi was taken aback. She subconsciously tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't: "Really? I didn't know that."
The waves were a bit rougher than before.
Shang Yechu laughed: "Of course you don't know, because I made this up to fool you."
Yang Huanyi was both amused and exasperated: "Why did you make this up?"
Shang Yechu suddenly fell silent.
Swish, swish. The waves crashed against the rocks. Water droplets splashed onto Shang Yechu's face, icy cold like snowflakes. The moisture in the air carried a salty, damp scent, leaving a lingering, sticky feeling after drying on her face.
In the darkness, Shang Yechu's expression suddenly softened. Unfortunately, no one could see it clearly.
Shang Yechu said, "I want to find a sunny day and ask you to come out to see the sea."
Yang Huanyi's breath hitched. Shang Yechu felt a thin layer of sweat on the hand in her palm. She didn't know if it was Yang Huanyi's or her own.
After waiting for a long time, Yang Huanyi's reply still didn't arrive as expected. Shang Yechu's heart sank.
How does love originate?
Some say love happens in an instant. Others argue that love that grows over time is also love. Still others say love is a hormonal illusion.
Grandma Hu said that she and her husband had a very good relationship. She loved him, but it wasn't romantic love.
Zheng Bohan said that love is vulgar.
Ji Juntao said that love needs to be hyped up, but not overdone, lest it become difficult to untangle later.
So what was Shang Yechu thinking?
She didn't know how her love for Yang Huanyi came about.
Perhaps it was during a dinner with Luo Yao that Shang Ye first saw Yang Huanyi, who had aged considerably, and felt pity and guilt.
Perhaps it was while he was studying gay literature that Yang Huanyi looked over with dark, unfocused eyes;
Perhaps it was in the woods, with sparrows chirping, at the moment of sunset;
Perhaps it was when it snowed in Shunnan, and Shang Yechu was looking at the bustling crowd, but Yang Huanyi was not by her side;
Perhaps at this very moment, by the sea, where the night is boundless, the moonlight is boundless, and the sounds of the wind and the waves intertwine.
It's even possible that her love for Yang Huanyi is merely a delusion born from the pressure of the script and self-hypnosis, vanishing once filming of *Anna Doriya* concludes. Perhaps, during the awards competition, it will turn into an ugly feud like that of the actresses in her previous life, ending in a complete severing of ties...
Shang Yechu remembered an old movie she had seen before.
The male protagonist said to the female protagonist: "I am sure that we will go through difficult times in the future; I am sure that at some point in the future, I or you, or even both of us, will want to give up this relationship. But I am even more certain that if I do not ask you to spend the rest of your life with me at this moment, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
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