During the filming, I would hear everyone talking about me behind my back in the bathroom.

Whether they were saying I was strong or heartless.

It always came back to the post Gu Yi had once made online.

Since that night I watched the beginning, I never opened it again.

The makeup artist still couldn't make me up well.

Every day, he prepared ice cubes in advance to reduce the swelling of my eyes.

Fortunately, the makeup artist's technique for reducing swelling was very good, and after makeup, I didn't look too awkward in front of the camera.

On set, besides my superb acting skills, Ling Ya'er who played the third female lead also captivated everyone.

She was not very old, but her personality was straightforward.

At first, I thought I would be marginalized in the group.

But now it seems that I was being oversensitive.

She didn't treat me badly, in fact, she was very caring.

Not caring for me, but for Red Bean.

She still didn't like me.

It's just that she didn't treat me a certain way.

But she was very fond of Red Bean.

Brushing Red Bean's fur, knitting it a nice hat, taking it for a run.

Trying to please Red Bean, but from start to finish, Red Bean's gaze always fell on me.

Except for that time when Ling Ya'er was portraying a patient with depression having an episode standing on the balcony.

Red Bean went crazy, pulling Ling Ya'er's pants back.

When the scene was in turmoil, I was still immersed in Ling Ya'er's performance.

One second she was happily talking on the phone with her boyfriend, the next she changed.

In the late night, with only a dim yellow light on, her eyes were fixed on the clock on the table.

Unconsciously counting the ticking of the hands.

After a long silence, not knowing what she was sad about, she suddenly started sobbing.

Then she looked at a certain spot, and just when everyone thought this performance was over, she suddenly began slapping herself, rushing around the room like a headless fly.

Then she walked to the balcony, opened the door and closed it, collapsed crying at the door, hoarse, then stood in a daze under the moonlight.

Finally, she stepped to the edge of the balcony.

Before the director could call "cut," Red Bean rushed up.

It was only then that I realized my eye sockets were unusually red.

Gu Yi...

Have you spent countless nights like this too.

Hovering between me and death.

Lost in memories, Xiaoqiu hurried over to wipe my eyes.

I took the tissue and told her.

"I didn't expect Ling Ya'er, so young, to have such great acting skills."

"Bright future ahead."

Xiaoqiu looked a bit sad.

She held my hand and asked if I needed a break.

I shook my head and refused.

"Xiaoqiu, I have already delayed everyone a lot, I don't have the right to rest anymore, go help me prepare some afternoon tea for everyone."

After Xiaoqiu left, Red Bean returned to my side and squatted down next to me.