Si You's Discomfort

Jiang Tingxu rarely laid himself bare like this, but just now, he had become Lu Tu. Si You's superb acting had given him a deeper understanding of Lu Tu. Never mind whether Director Zhu was satisfied—Jiang Tingxu himself had found it utterly exhilarating.

Lu Tu did not trust Yun Si, but Jiang Tingxu trusted Si You. The intense emotional conflict both in and out of the scene left him somewhat unable to contain himself, and the words, "I like you to death," slipped out entirely beyond his control.

He truly liked him. From the moment he met Si You until now, every part of this person had struck Jiang Tingxu right in the heart. Si You's initial "invitation," their rapport and resonance in acting—they could easily have become "kindred spirits." But gradually, Jiang Tingxu could no longer be satisfied with that kind of relationship. He wanted to take things further.

Perhaps because he had been able to obtain so many things so easily since childhood, Jiang Tingxu had never had particularly strong desires. But when it came to Si You, through countless silent late nights, his desire had multiplied, beginning to press against his chest.

Jiang Tingxu finally realized that having someone to like, something to love, was such a heart-tugging yet deeply enjoyable thing.

"Alright..." Si You's voice was muffled. He had already stepped out of character.

Jiang Tingxu shamelessly said, "I'm not done yet. Let me hold you a little longer."

Si You: "..."

The staff present did not understand how exactly one was supposed to come out of character, so they turned pleading looks toward Director Zhu.

Director Zhu stepped forward with an expression that said he could not bear to look. "Hey, hey, hey, move somewhere else. We're in a hurry to shoot the next scene."