Lu Li's steps halted, standing at the school gate.
"Don't you feel like we've forgotten something?"
"What?" Yang Chunxue, floating beside, tilted her head.
Lu Li didn't say a word, turned around, and re-entered the academy, retracing his steps.
Yang Chunxue followed behind him, unclear about the situation, as they returned to the theater.
The empty theater was only noisy on the stage. The play would open in a few days, and they needed to rehearse diligently.
The unexpected coma of one of the lead actresses didn't affect their rhythm; she had been taken to the infirmary under the school leadership's instruction to assist Lu Li.
Playing the role of Wan Jun, the woman in the cheongsam, was volunteered by Sun Yan.
So when Lu Li and Yang Chunxue returned to the theater, they saw Sun Yan in high heels and a cheongsam, her voice melodious.
The cheongsam was as bright as blood, with an unseen chill pervading around.
"Sun Yan!"
