TSFLIP Chapter 316

Liu Han quickly pulled Feng Guang away from the danger zone. Feng Guang was precious; if any sparks got on her, Liu Han would be devastated.

Feng Guang blinked, dazed, and asked, “Is it… the heat causing the fire?”

“It’s only in the twenties today—how could it be that hot?” Recalling last night’s events, Liu Han became even more frightened. She quietly said to Feng Guang, “I feel like this town is… not clean. The hotel isn’t clean, and this house is even more unclean.”

Feng Guang gave her a look as if asking if she was overthinking. “What do you mean by ‘not clean’? This is the entertainment industry, not some world filled with ghosts or monsters. What could be ‘unclean’?”

Meanwhile, Yu Shu’s manager was also pulling him to safety. It was clear that, as a manager, protecting their artist was their top priority, since their fate was tied together—one rose, they both rose; one fell, they both fell.

Qi Liang was still shouting at the assistant director to bring more equipment. Liu Han shook her head and said, “No, I need to talk to Qi Liang and suggest that we move to another location to shoot.”

With that, Liu Han went over to speak with Qi Liang.

Feng Guang stood alone, instinctively looking toward Luo Chenxi, who was standing in the back row. When she saw Luo Chenxi, she thought of a man named Wen Qiong.

After a moment of contemplation, she walked over to Luo Chenxi. Noticing that Luo Chenxi’s face looked off, Feng Guang asked, “Miss Luo, are you okay? You look a bit pale.”

“It’s nothing…” Luo Chenxi forced a smile. She glanced at the locust tree, but the man behind it had disappeared, which made her feel a little relieved. “I was just startled by what happened.”

“It was a bit strange,” Feng Guang mused. She remembered some science programs she had watched before, where they explained that will-o’-the-wisps were just phosphorescent fire. This phenomenon should be explainable with some physics or chemistry knowledge. However, since she wasn’t a science student, she couldn’t come up with an explanation and didn’t feel like thinking about it further.

But Luo Chenxi didn’t have Feng Guang’s carefree attitude. After her rebirth, perhaps because she had narrowly escaped death, she often saw things others couldn’t, like… ghosts.

Luo Chenxi knew that if she spoke up, no one would believe her. She might even be locked up in a psychiatric facility. So, she had learned to act as though she saw nothing.

Feng Guang didn’t understand the hesitation in Luo Chenxi’s words and asked, “Miss Luo, I want to ask you something. Do you know a man named Wen Qiong?”

“Wen Qiong?” Luo Chenxi shook her head. “I don’t know anyone named Wen Qiong.”

“Then… what about a woman named Wen Qiong?”

“No, I don’t know her either. Miss Xia, are you trying to find this person?”

That was her boyfriend in this world!

“It’s nothing.” Feng Guang felt a bit down. She realized she might have caught the mood of Yu Shu and shook her hand dismissively. “I don’t think we can continue shooting today. I’m going to change clothes. When you see my manager later, could you let him know?”

“Sure,” Luo Chenxi replied.

As Feng Guang walked through the courtyard and up the corridor, Luo Chenxi’s words weighed heavily on her. Rubbing her aching head, she turned a corner and bumped into a man’s chest. Before she could react to the pain in her nose, the man reached out and caught her as she began to fall backward. He held her firmly against his chest.

“Feng Guang, we meet again,” the man said with a light, happy laugh. He was wearing a clean, simple white shirt, and under the sunlight, the slight paleness of his face became even more striking, made more handsome by the joy in his expression.