When A Chinese Odyssey was rereleased, Duan Zitong was nursing a broken heart.
The midnight screening was full of couples. Before long, the couple on her left started kissing, while an impatient voice rang out on her right.
She turned her head and saw a familiar face: Sun Hewen, a popular senior at her university.
"Well, if it isn't my department's beauty queen."
"What a coincidence."
"Not a coincidence. I bought the seat on purpose."
Unfortunately, graduation meant parting. Like so many others, she moved to a big city after her breakup and transformed into a celebrated director.
On a return visit to her old haunts, some old friends dragged her into a murder mystery game. She froze for a moment when she saw "Miss Duan" on a character sheet.
After they finished, her friends praised the story.
The owner said, "Obviously. The most famous writer in the business only writes about Journey to the West."
She instinctively glanced at the box. The author credit bore a familiar name, along with a dedication.
A love letter to Miss Duan. I hope the one she loves will be me someday.
It has to be me.
"Last night, I thought of you 784 times."
Outspoken genius show-off x glamorous, formidable director, dreams and reality
Theme: I hope we still have a chance to screen it again
