When Qin Yuyan returned to the dormitory at Longteng Film and Television Base, it was already midnight.
Even though she had lightened her footsteps, when Qin Yuyan crawled into bed, she still heard the muttered curses from her roommates.
On a regular day, Qin Yuyan would have turned on the light and argued with them until the sky turned upside down, to see who had been more overboard these days.
But today, Qin Yuyan seemed as if she couldn't hear anything, she just wanted to bury her head and get a good night's sleep. When she opened her eyes, she would tell herself that the nightmare-like experience was something from a dream and hadn't actually happened to her.
Her mind was like a movie, with countless scenes flashing by. At one moment, there were the loving glances of Qin Zhongsong and Liu Huiru, and the next, the affectionate face of Han Yifan. Qin Yuyan covered her mouth and nose with the blanket and started to cry softly.
