The stares on set, late-night scripts, and heartbeats off camera.
He leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice:
"Sister, don't think of me as your brother, I want to be your only light."
They are already full of passion and preference,
Hold them all in front of her.
Some people are gentle and waiting, some are paranoid and crazy,
Some people flirt blatantly, while others dote on them quietly.
And he who is standing on the opposite side,
In the name of hate, in the prison of love,
He wanted to lock her tightly beside him.
She was their dawn, their only light.
There are countless dazzling lights in this world, but they are not as bright as the starlight in her eyes.
——My morning and evening will only be given to you from now on.
She is a low-key and sober screenwriter in the industry. She writes about the romance of the world, but she cannot write about her own heart.
Purpose: Women do not have to rely on others to define themselves, stick to their true intentions, grow towards the sun, and eventually live their own light.
