Blasphemy

Modern background. The first fatal rule of becoming a divine envoy is not to fall in love with your own divine master. Song Hanxi, who had been without a film for five years, finally got a chance to audition for a movie in Hong Kong, but she was almost rejected because she couldn't speak Cantonese well. It was the person who pointed out that she should be used. In the bathroom, Song Hanxi met Feng Xiyue who was washing her hands, and immediately thanked her: "Thank you, Director Yue, for the opportunity." Feng Xiyue is a famous director in Hong Kong. Every film she has made is worthy of careful review. She is the most talented director currently, but Song Hanxi dare not look at her because... Feng Xiyue wiped her hands with a tissue and looked at her with a half-smile: "Your eyes can see things you shouldn't." She approached step by step, Song Hanxi stepped back step by step, until her back touched the cold tile wall, Feng Xiyue leaned over, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her smile was gentle, and her chin was raised, as if she wanted to kiss. Feng Xiyue threw the tissue into the trash can, took two steps back, then looked meaningfully at the panicked Song Hanxi and said, "What are you afraid of? I am a god and I will not hurt you." Later, Song Hanxi accidentally entered a dinner party and wanted to leave but couldn't. In her drunken haze, she felt the gentle breath of Feng Xiyue's body, which took her away from the hustle and bustle of the dinner party. She looked at Song Hanxi worriedly: "Just be my envoy." Song Hanxi looked up at Feng Xiyue in a daze. For the first time in a long time, she felt that she had found a harbor again in her turbulent life: "Okay." Entering the game was like an abyss, and Song Hanxi was involved in the bet between gods and demons. But she didn't know that she had already been completely involved in the game when Feng Xiyue decided to use her in the movie. ** Feng Xiyue doesn't like smoking. She only smokes half a Su cigarette when she is extremely upset. Song Hanxi asked her why she only smoked half a cigarette. Feng Xiyue's red lips hidden in the mist were curled up in the smoke and she was always smiling. "Because the remaining half is restraint." Later, on the night after Song Hanxi had just finished filming two intimate scenes, she found Feng Xiyue hiding in the lounge and smoking, and the cigarette almost burned her slender fingers. In the lounge, in the hidden corner of the set, in the nanny's car, in the deserted corner of the stairwell, under the quiet tree at night, Feng Xiyue indulged Song Hanxi's lingering and uncontrollable kisses and interactions again and again. Feng Xiyue could always keep her tone calm even when she was in love, and calmly asked her in the most infatuated Cantonese: "Do you know what you need to do?" Every time, Song Hanxi couldn't help but kiss her annoying corner of the lips and reply: "I know, I'm blaspheming you." Song Hanxi had been betting that she was the remaining half of the cigarette in Feng Xiyue's hand, and that Feng Xiyue would not extinguish the sparks. However, Song Hanxi lost the bet and became an outcast. At that time, she understood that deep love is like an abyss. "Here, here is... Send an ambulance quickly--! It's Queen Song, she, she had a car accident!" Chaotic voices rang in her ears, and just when she was about to die, Feng Xiyue appeared, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Fool." Didn't you say... You don't love me? It is said that love is the projection of God in the human world, and Song Hanxi clearly saw his own reflection in Feng Xiyue's eyes at that moment. Purpose: Survive in desperate situations, survive in adversity, and strive for self-improvement