That year, time.
Shi Yao, Xu Muni.
It was the wind in their youth that blew away the dreams of a girl left in a foreign land.
...
With the director's call of "cut," the final filming ended.
Ying Jing quickly exited the scene and walked towards the rest area. As she passed by Han Jin, that kid was so absorbed in the role, he began to cry foolishly.
Tears streaming as he cried.
"It's too tragic, why is it so tragic? Why couldn't Shi Yao wait a little longer for Xu Muni? If she waited a bit longer, he would have come."
Ying Jing choked out a laugh, amused yet exasperated.
"It's just a play, don't get too caught up in it."
"No, I can't shake it off, the impact is too strong."
