Before telling Tao Zhiyan, Feng Ze might still have harbored a sliver of hope.
He had thought, perhaps...
Perhaps there was the slightest chance that Tao Zhiyan would stay in this fictional world for him.
But after hearing the director say those words,
Feng Ze finally saw reality for what it was.
Tao Zhiyan would not stay.
If he stayed, he would not be Tao Zhiyan.
"Feng Ze."
Tao Zhiyan suddenly called his name.
Feng Ze looked up and saw him rise to his feet and walk over.
"I have one more question." Tao Zhiyan stood before him.
Feng Ze straightened and looked at Tao Zhiyan, waiting for him to continue.
Tao Zhiyan seemed a little puzzled. "Why did you say I was your unforgettable first love?"
Feng Ze's gaze darkened slightly at his words, and he reached out to take Tao Zhiyan's wrist.
Then his fingers slid down, slowly threading through Tao Zhiyan's until their fingers interlocked.
"You..." Before Tao Zhiyan could speak, Feng Ze suddenly grabbed his waist and pushed him hard against the wall.
"Tao Zhiyan." Feng Ze's voice was low as he looked into his eyes and asked, "Do you remember what happened when you were little?"
When I was little?
What did he mean?
Tao Zhiyan looked at Feng Ze and parted his lips.
But before he could voice his question, something seemed to tug at his muddled memories.
Tao Zhiyan suddenly frowned, speaking uncertainly. "I think... you've asked me that before."
"Yes, the last time you were drunk," Feng Ze said. "Do you remember how you answered?"
How had I answered?
Tao Zhiyan narrowed his eyes slightly. He was about to shake his head, but stopped.
Perhaps it was the alcohol.
Or perhaps it was Feng Ze.
Those deep black eyes were focused and