The Show's Over

· Coming Soon: Showing Again

The person who stayed out partying until dawn, yet remembered to check her exam results.

Who patiently held back her yawns to accompany her to a film score concert.

Who even made a point of calling out, with an exaggerated drawl, "Impressive!" over the crowd.

Why, then, was he so tight-lipped about love? Chi Yanghe couldn't understand.

She had many memories of Chao Zhouyuan, especially the absurd ones.

He once threw expensive cufflinks in the trash just because they got rained on, chose a car color to match a tie he'd picked up on a whim, and flew to a European island every Christmas Eve.

There was also the time he smiled at her, then casually said into his phone, "I'm free. I'll keep her company."

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It turned out he just liked tulips, which were also called "ocean lotuses."

It didn't matter. Later, she stopped loving nightingales and roses, too.

When the last movie ended, she calmly finished her hot coffee.

"Chao Zhouyuan, let's call it a wrap."

Chao Zhouyuan, take your time on the way.

Mixed-race tycoon x female student · Pride and Greed

Showing Again

When A Chinese Odyssey was rereleased, Duan Zitong had just gotten her heart broken.

The midnight theater was full of couples. Before long, the couple to her left started kissing, while an impatient voice sounded on her right.

She turned and saw a familiar face: Sun Hewen, the most popular senior at her school.

"Well, if it isn't my department's flower!"

"What a coincidence."

"Not a coincidence. I bought this seat on purpose."

Unfortunately, graduation meant parting. She did what everyone else did, moved to a big city after a breakup, and became a famous director.

On a visit back to her old stomping grounds, a friend pulled her into a script murder game. She froze for a moment when she saw "Miss Duan" on a character sheet.

After they finished, her friend sighed. "What a great story."

The owner said, "Of course. The most famous author in the industry only writes about the Journey to the West."

She glanced at the box without thinking. In the author field was a familiar name, along with a dedication.

- A love letter to Miss Duan. I hope the person she loves will be me someday.

It has to be me.

Theme: In the end, even great love is simply love