Ye Tong had thought it would just be a simple hug, but she hadn't expected Gu Lin to hold her so tightly.
The warm breath by her ear was about to melt into water, scorching her until her heartbeat sped up.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
Ye Tong, you can't let your thoughts run wild. You're just cultivating feelings, everything is for the sake of acting. Don't you dare develop unrealistic ideas.
Your goal is to become Best Actress; men will only slow you down on your way to the top.
She kept repeating this in her head, and finally, Ye Tong's mood calmed down.
The atmosphere that had felt romantic just now had now turned into a serious teaching session.
The man in front of her, Gu Lin, was also the teacher she respected.
Gu Lin noticed that the tense body in his arms finally relaxed. The corners of his lips lifted slightly; he pulled back a little and lowered his head to look at Ye Tong.
Only to meet a pair of bright, sparkling eyes full of focus and reverence.
