Last Words

As Fei Chuan was lost in thought, a slender arm suddenly reached out and hugged his shoulders from behind. His body stiffened, and his initial reaction was to push the person away.

But the woman behind him tightened her hold and whispered, "We are still on stage."

Her hot breath tickled his ears, causing them to flush red.

This wasn't in the script!

Actually, all of Bei Sangyun's part had been omitted from the script. The version handed to him only contained his lines.

Fei Chuan didn't really understand why she had to play it this way. Why act so mysteriously?

However, despite his complaints, he lowered his hand and allowed Bei Sangyun to hug him.

On the stage, the woman in the white dress embraced the man.

Despite having observed the man over the years, her presence went unnoticed. The fog around her seemed to blend seamlessly with her.