Mu Qingli was still crying, her eyes like they've been washed by water, bright and pure.
And Shangguan Xuanyue gently kissed her cheek, using his tenderness to soothe her heart stricken with grief.
His arms could only hold her tighter, and then tighter.
"Cut!"
Su Yebai finally shouted.
The staff below the stage were already blushing and their hearts racing.
And the journalists who came to visit the set, seeing this scene, were also left stunned.
It was clearly a performance, but it had none of that superficial and frivolous feeling. Instead, it was filmed with such grandeur, stirring and poignant, leaving people full of passion yet utterly satisfied.
Just now, from Mu Qingli's eyes, they all felt that deathly silence of despair and helplessness.
And Shangguan Xuanyue's earnest and deep affection was even more soul-stirring.
That kind of love penetrating to the bone flowed around the two.
