"Fang Fei Jue Dai" premiere was a long-awaited feast for fans.
"Is it today? I heard the crew is walking the red carpet for the premiere overseas."
"Aran-jie and Xiao Ci have already been spotted at the airport. The older sister and her little sister, they're just too good together."
In the film, Zhao Lan and Lin Mu Ci also had scenes together.
Zhao Lan was Lin Mu Ci's superior, a lecturer at her school, and the mentor who enlightened her with patriotic and civic ideals.
This character possessed a greater love, remaining unmarried for the revolution.
In the end, she erected a tombstone for Lin Mu Ci and Shen Jin An.
The film concluded with her heading north alone, a sea of red flags billowing behind her.
Major domestic cinemas began selling tickets at midnight, and the midnight showings were instantly sold out.
"I want 'Fang Fei Jue Dai'! What? The midnight showings are all sold out? That's outrageous!"
In the early morning hours, the cinemas were still brightly lit.
After watching the film, everyone emerged from the theaters with red-rimmed eyes.
"I'm absolutely heartbroken. How could Qing Ling be so stubborn? Ahhhhh, it makes me so angry, Shen Jin An is such a pigheaded idiot, serves him right to have a funeral pyre ending!"
"Qian He-di, you're truly so hateful! Why did you torment Qing Ling so much? My Qing Ling..."
"My eye makeup is all ruined, and my contact lenses have fallen out from crying. My boyfriend has no idea what's wrong with me, he just doesn't understand me at all!"
"Wuwuwu, I felt like I was dying of sadness during the movie. When Qing Ling died, I truly felt like I was being pierced by a thousand arrows."
"This is too heartbreaking, can't we have just a little bit of sweetness?"
Everyone who watched the film was crying miserably.
Returning to the forums, they found everyone in the same state, hearts aching from the sadness. However, the film's promotional staff released a hint.
"If it's this heartbreaking, there's a very healing, sweet extra scene~"
Everyone's spirits instantly lifted!
"An extra scene?"
"Is there really an extra scene? Where is it?"
"Ling Qian He and Lin Mu Ci filmed a modern extra scene. Just wait, it should be released soon!"
...
Lin Mu Ci hurriedly finished walking the red carpet.
Following behind Zhao Lan, she felt her cheeks were about to freeze from smiling.
For the subsequent interview, they had to wait for Ling Qian He to arrive.
Outside the red carpet, the night was like water.
A black stretched Panamera stopped at the end of the red carpet. As Ling Qian He stepped onto the carpet in his black suit, he seemed to be enveloped by the mist of the night.
He raised his head, his black pompadour, gold-rimmed glasses, white shirt, and a delicate diamond cufflink adorning the cuffs, making him so handsome that one couldn't look away.
He walked step by step towards Lin Mu Ci.
The media frantically pressed their camera shutters.
He approached her, first nodding to Sister Lan, then he said.
"Allow me to introduce her. My fiancée in the film."
"Lin Mu Ci."
He emphasized the words "my fiancée."
Others might not have understood, but how could Lin Mu Ci not detect Ling Qian He's little intentions?
Her cheeks were already almost frozen from smiling.
Clearing his throat, Ling Qian He glanced at her thin dress. The night wind was cold, yet he maintained an impeccable, soul-stirring smile, then took off his black suit jacket.
He draped it over Lin Mu Ci.
"Don't catch a chill. Don't get a fever."
His voice was low.
Lin Mu Ci, however, blushed in the darkness of the night.
The overseas media eagerly began asking questions in English.
After all, he was the world's hottest top star, and every media outlet wanted an interview with him.
He responded fluently. Lin Mu Ci, standing beside him, had been spacing out. Abruptly, she heard him introduce her.
"Lin Mu Ci is a very good actress."
"She inspired a lot of my creative ideas. When filming with her, I was deeply immersed in the character."
"I believe that in those moments of filming, I truly saw her as the one I loved."
"If I were to meet someone I truly loved, I think I would also, like Shen Jin An in the movie, try to keep that person by my side by any means necessary."
Everyone felt they had captured some major news.
"Qian He, is this your view on relationships?"
"Don't you think that's a bit extreme?"
Ling Qian He stared at Lin Mu Ci beside him.
"Because I cannot bear the pain of losing the one I love."
"I am willing to give my life for the person I love."
"However—the prerequisite is."
"That she will never betray me."
His final words carried a deep meaning.
Lin Mu Ci, however, felt herself trembling.
She was wearing Ling Qian He's coat.
Ling Qian He's aura seemed to gradually wash over her.
Under the public gaze, she had nowhere to escape. With great difficulty, she waited until the reporters finished interviewing Ling Qian He, her only thought being to quickly retreat to the hotel.
Zhao Lan, however, smiled at her.
"Qian He rushed here from a concert for you. You young people must have a lot to talk about, right? You two chat first, you two chat first."
She actually pushed Lin Mu Ci towards Ling Qian He!
Lin Mu Ci's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with panic and confusion.
Ling Qian He let out a knowing, light chuckle.
He reached out, placing his hand on her waist.
Behind the red carpet, the staff outside were all engrossed in watching the movie, and Zhao Lan went to greet familiar media friends.
In an instant, the narrow backstage area was left with only her and Ling Qian He.
No one else was there.
The movie was still playing outside. Ling Qian He held her shoulders and, first and foremost.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
His movements were almost instinctive, a fierce, subconscious plunder.
Her lips were rubbed hard by him.
Then he leaned close to her ear and fiercely interrogated her.
"Becoming someone else's fiancée again?"
Lin Mu Ci pushed him away with small movements.
"That was just a temporary measure to help him, and besides..."
Besides, it was because he took the consequences for you that he ended up in such misfortune.
Otherwise, it would have been you, Ling Qian He, enduring humiliation in prison. You idiot, how could you still be jealous!
Who did I do all this for?
Lin Mu Ci felt incredibly wronged.
The man opposite her looked at her flushed face, lowered his head, and kissed her lips even more ferociously!
His palm pressed against her. In their secluded corner, every kiss was as if he poured all his strength into it.
She curled up into a small ball in his arms.
She looked at him in a daze.
She was almost kissed into a stupor by Ling Qian He!
But Ling Qian He still wouldn't let her go.
He kissed her, like an overwhelming tsunami.
Outside, everyone was still watching the movie.
Various voices, whispers, and sobs could be heard. She heard Shen Jin An in the movie, no, it was Ling Qian He speaking in his own voice, saying lines like, "I would never be moved by a woman like you."
But in reality, she was held tightly by him in the movie theater's backstage, refusing to let go.
A series of deep kisses, lips intertwined.
He seemed to want to savor her sweetness, catching her every breath. He laughed wickedly, his brows and eyes filled with intense possessiveness, fierce and a little rough!
He pressed close to her. She was held by him, unable to move, forced to endure his plundering as fierce as a storm.
With every kiss.
It became deeper than the last.
She felt as if she were about to suffocate from his kisses!
The air in her lungs was slowly being drawn out. She stared blankly into his eyes, wanting to sob, but feeling it was too embarrassing.
How could she, how could she be kissed to tears by her younger man?
She was completely disoriented.
It was too embarrassing.
Ling Qian He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. Those bright, handsome eyes were impossible to forget.
He looked at her and then said proudly.
"For all eternity, in these eyes of yours, only my reflection shall be seen."
He shouldn't have allowed his woman to flirt around everywhere!
His woman.
She could only be his!
Crushed and bruised from kissing.
From head to toe.
She was his!