TSFLIP Chapter 315

Inside the old house, all the staff members were working in an orderly manner, pulling out equipment and getting ready for their respective tasks.

Feng Guang sat on the stone steps to the side, feeling completely out of place among the busy crowd. The filming was about to start, but she wasn’t feeling nervous at all. Instead, her mind was preoccupied. She was dressed in a moon-white, thin silk robe embroidered with light-colored hibiscus flowers. Her hair was styled in a bun, with a white jade hairpin inserted in it. Although her outfit was simple, it exuded a quiet elegance. Paired with her delicate, petite face, she probably could have worn all white, and people would still have called her a heavenly beauty.

There were many admiring gazes around the set, but she didn’t notice them. Her thoughts were consumed by the letter. The letter mentioned that she had fallen into someone’s arms. After thinking about it all night, she remembered an incident from four months ago. Liu Han had been experimenting with a foreign astrology-based couple’s guide, and after trying the tarot cards, which didn’t work for finding a partner, Liu Han had finally decided to visit the local Matchmaker Temple.

At that time, Feng Guang had disguised herself and gone with Liu Han to the temple. It was an unfortunate coincidence that they ended up there on Valentine’s Day. Feng Guang couldn’t understand why foreigners would go to the Matchmaker Temple for blessings, but the temple was crowded that day. She had accidentally tripped and fallen into a man’s arms, but at that moment, she hadn’t thought much of it and hadn’t even looked at the man’s face. She’d just apologized quickly and walked away.

Could the person who wrote the letter be that man?

“Feng Guang, stop spacing out! We’re starting!” Liu Han called out. She looked a bit haggard, clearly having not slept well.

Feng Guang stood up and walked over. As she passed by Liu Han, she asked, “Did you not sleep well last night?”

“Don’t even mention it, what a nightmare!” Liu Han rubbed her arms, feeling uneasy. She was planning to request a room change today.

Feng Guang gave her a curious look, but after Qi Liang called for her again, she walked over to Yu Shu, who was also in ancient costume. Today’s first scene was a flashback to the past, where Qian Mo and his wife Lou Ruo were admiring flowers in the courtyard 300 years ago.

The flowers were blooming in full splendor, almost blinding to the eyes.

Yu Shu had a gentle expression, his eyes filled with warmth. He spoke softly, “Xiao Ruo, I know you love begonia flowers, so I planted many for you with my own hands. Do you like them?”

“I do,” Feng Guang replied, her eyes shimmering with light, and her smile was pure and gentle.

Though Yu Shu often liked to appear brooding, he could quickly get into character when it was time to act. His title of Best Actor wasn’t for nothing—his acting was beyond reproach.

“I’m glad you like them. Every year on this day, we’ll come here to see the begonias. Whether in this life or the next, Xiao Ruo, I’ll always be by your side.” Yu Shu reached out and touched her cheek.

Unfortunately, just as his hand was about to graze Feng Guang’s face, a loud noise drew everyone’s attention.

Feng Guang and Yu Shu looked over to see that all the director’s monitors and the cameras in the hands of the cameramen were cracked and sparking, emitting a burning smell.

“This is unbelievable!” Qi Liang cursed, stepping back from the monitors. The cameramen also discarded their cameras, which were still sparking. The entire crew was shaken by the unexpected turn of events.

Feng Guang and Yu Shu exchanged glances, and Yu Shu lowered his hand, which had almost touched her face.

It wasn’t just the monitors and cameras; all the electronic equipment used for filming was inexplicably sparking. One of the crew members quickly ran over with a bucket of water to put out the flames.