Wen Chen closed his eyes with a hint of bitterness, as though thinking about many things.
"Thank you for being with me all these years."
Gu An held his hand and smiled. "I believe you'll keep going for my sake too. There's also something I'd like to ask of you. May I?"
Wen Chen fell silent, his gaze resting on their clasped hands, his voice slightly choked. "Tell me."
Gu An fidgeted with his fingers uneasily and drew a deep breath, as though gathering all his courage, before slowly saying, "I hope you can help look after my mother after I die."
Seemingly finding that somewhat inappropriate, he added, "I only hope you can help look after her for a while and make sure nothing happens to her. Could you?"
Hearing Gu An's words, which sounded like an entrustment of those he would leave behind, Mu Chen clenched his hand tightly. Only after a long silence did he force an "All right" through his teeth.
Gu An smiled softly, but tears seemed to glimmer in his eyes. "Thank you, Wen Chen," he said gently.
"Cut!"
Only at the call to stop did Gu Nian'an come back to himself, while Mu Chen was still somewhat immersed in the emotions of the scene.
Mu Chen silently released Gu Nian'an's hand and frowned slightly. He knew this was only a scene in the script.
But...
He had played plenty of roles and become immersed in them before, yet for some reason, this particular film left him feeling dazed, as though he had experienced it all before. After a few seconds of silence, he drew a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil within him.
Gu Nian'an gave a light smile and gently patted Mu Chen's shoulder, asking with concern, "Mu Chen, are you