After finishing all his scenes, Gu Nian'an said goodbye to everyone and prepared to head home with Fu Xiuyuan.
Winter was approaching, and even in the south, the evening felt a little cold. Gu Nian'an and Fu Xiuyuan strolled along a path outside the set, taking in Jiangzhou's nightscape.
Their eyes were quiet and relaxed, as though the whole world had fallen still and only the two of them remained.
"This film really wasn't easy to shoot," Gu Nian'an said with a soft laugh, though a trace of exhaustion and dazedness lingered in his voice.
Reliving the past over and over, tearing open his own scars and all that...
Fu Xiuyuan turned, took the hand of the person beside him, and silently tightened his grip.
The night breeze stirred their hair, and Jiangzhou's lights twinkled in the darkness. They continued strolling, enjoying this rare moment of peace.
"Gu Nian'an!"
A woman's voice suddenly rang out behind them. Gu Nian'an and Fu Xiuyuan turned at the same time and saw a figure approaching until she stood before them.
When Gu Nian'an saw who it was, his heartbeat quickened a little. His eyes widened slightly, and his hold on the man's hand involuntarily tightened.
Sensing the tension radiating from him, Fu Xiuyuan turned to look. A flicker of understanding crossed his eyes, and he spoke first. "Hello, I'm Gu Nian'an's partner, Fu Xiuyuan. Is there something you need?"
Zhao Ying approached them with somewhat unsteady steps, a little sweat still on her face. It was clear she had run from the set to find them.
Hearing the man's introduction, Zhao Ying instinctively froze for a moment, but then recalled their interactions on set earlier and said nothing more about it.
She shifted her gaze to the young man, awkwardly smoothed her disheveled