The lights in the studio were dazzlingly bright, and the latest surveillance footage from the Heartbeat House was being played on the big screen.
Ma Baiqian sat in the middle of the observation seat, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of the microphone. Until that figure appeared in the camera. Yang Ruqing, the female guest who landed in the air later, was wearing a simple white shirt and stood quietly in the center of the living room. When she raised her eyes, there was a somewhat distant tenderness in her eyes.
All the guests were amazed, and the host laughed and booed: "It seems that a big-name guest is coming to our cabin." People around her were praising her for her outstanding temperament. Only Ma Baiqian lowered his eyes to hide the surging emotions in his eyes. No one knew that he had committed a crime from the first second he saw her.
He is a program observer, a commentator on love, a bystander who can never get close to millions of viewers across a whole screen. And she is the guest in the camera, an amateur who is slowly getting closer to others.
His heartbeat was off limits from the beginning. On the big screen, Yang Ruqing had already taken the initiative to walk towards He Zhuocheng. Ma Baiqian slowly raised his head, faced the camera, smiled appropriately, and his voice was as smooth as without any waves.
"It matches well."
Only he knew that when he said these words, his heart had been stabbed hard.
Concept: In the restricted area constructed by rules and cameras, some heartbeats can only end in silence, and some deep loves are destined to become lifelong feelings.