The dream and reality continued to intersect in his memories, and Xia Xianning himself couldn’t confirm which parts of last night were real.
He lowered his eyes: “Nothing. I’m heading to work. Let me know when you’ve clarified the situation. Don’t take risks on your own.”
Qiu Ziping said: “Yes, he is the male lead of this drama. He doesn’t have any scenes tonight, so he… should be fine, right.”
Until this time, when Luo Yingbai looked up some information, he discovered that Zhou Junyi was indeed quite remarkable. He wasn’t from a professional background, originally an editor at a famous publishing house.
Dissatisfied with a mundane life and having outstanding looks, he developed the idea of entering the entertainment industry.
At the time, Zhou Junyi had just graduated for a year, and almost everyone opposed his decision, but he resolutely resigned from his job. After running around as a minor actor to gain experience, he used his saved money to apply to a foreign film academy.
Now, just over thirty, he was undoubtedly a deserving film emperor. Basically, any project Zhou Junyi participated in would have no other choice for the lead role. His appearance and acting skills were widely known.
Luo Yingbai hung up the phone, and his phone screen revealed the page he had just browsed – the familiar red text in the Weibo comments section, with the name Zhou Junyi he had just mentioned. Looking at the time, it seemed to be right after the death of the second male lead, Shen Zhuotao.
Zhou Junyi: @White Brother Fortune Telling, a prop sword made of wood actually pierced through someone’s chest. This is too bizarre. I have a feeling that the next person to have an accident might be me. Besides the female lead, I have the most scenes with Yue Huan in the entire crew.
This Weibo post made Luo Yingbai very uncomfortable because the help message was too vague.
Zhou Junyi’s meaning was that he might have an accident while filming scenes with the second male lead, but there were many scenes between the male lead and the second male lead, so Luo Yingbai couldn’t determine the specific time.
The only thing that could be confirmed now was that due to the absence of the second male lead, some related plot couldn’t be filmed, so Zhou Junyi wouldn’t be in immediate danger. As long as he could reach the crew before the re-casting of the second male lead.
Luo Yingbai clarified the date, first took two days to handle some matters at school, and went to the nursing home before leaving the city. He didn’t have time to meet with Xia Yanning and forgot to ask what he had said.
Jiang Yugai would come here for full-body physiotherapy every two months. Luo Yingbai was already a regular at the nursing home, nodding to the receptionist with a smile and being let in after a face scan. Jiang Yugai lay quietly on the bed with a nutrient IV drip, showing no signs of awakening.
The doctor said: “The patient’s condition is not bad. As long as there’s no deterioration, there’s hope.”
Luo Yingbai turned his head and gave a slight smile: “Thank you.”
” The doctor said, “A gentleman was here yesterday, and you’re here today.”
Luo Yingbai thought the doctor was talking about Luo Xiao and smiled in agreement. After the doctor left, he walked to the bed, placed his hand on Jiang Yugai’s forehead, quietly feeling for a moment, and let out a long sigh – even using magical powers to investigate, he couldn’t detect anything unusual. Why couldn’t he make it work?
He tucked his mother’s blanket, and a notebook fell to the floor. Luo Yingbai picked it up and opened it. The handwriting was bold and sharp – unmistakably Xia Yanning’s.
Luo Yingbai recalled the doctor’s words and hadn’t expected Xia Yanning to come here secretly to take care of his mother. He must have accidentally left the notebook while writing.
On the first page, only three names were written: the previously mentioned “Ge Panming”, and “Zhu Caiwei” and “Peng Xuan”.
Eight words suddenly appeared before his eyes, and Luo Yingbai’s hand paused, stiffening for a moment before letting out a long breath.
He knew Xia Yanning hadn’t forgotten, and of course, he hadn’t either.
Both Peng Xuan and Zhu Caiwei were disciples of the Changliu Sect.
Zhu Caiwei was originally the direct junior sister of the Changliu Sect’s young sect leader Lu Rong. She wanted to leave the mountain and enter the world, developing in the special investigation branch under Luo Xiao. Later, for unknown reasons, she became involved with the Son of Demons, Ge Panming, and helped him steal three volumes from the family’s library room that were being kept for the Underworld.
To please Ge Panming, Zhu Caiwei stabbed Luo Yingbai from behind while he was alone in the library room. Fortunately, Luo Yingbai was alert and dodged the fatal blow at the last moment. Despite being seriously injured, he managed to fight her off. Although Zhu Caiwei took his protective charm, he managed to protect the three volumes, not failing his promise to the Underworld.
After this incident, Luo Yingbai thought the crisis had passed, but unexpectedly, his junior brother Peng Xuan was waiting nearby. After Zhu Caiwei left, he immediately came to the library room, wanting to take advantage of the situation and curse Luo Yingbai to death while he was injured.
However, before he could make a move, he encountered Jiang Yujia, who had also come to the library. In the end, Zhu Caiwei, Peng Xuan, and Ge Panming were nowhere to be found, Jiang Yujia was in a coma, and after that incident years ago, Luo Yingbai was the only one left standing here.
Reborn once, he still didn’t know why Peng Xuan did what he did; his most important task was to wake up his mother. Luo Yingbai turned the page back, originally thinking he would see some analysis results, but unexpectedly, it was something more like an essay. ”Awakening from a dream again, momentarily lost. I don’t know since when I began to despise the feeling of dreaming. Beautiful dreams make one sink into them, but upon waking, there’s only an unsubstantiated reality. Nightmares are scenes I absolutely don’t want to see… Cherishing someone in my heart so deeply, cherishing them to the point of only hoping they are at peace, not daring to disturb… Perhaps I realized too late that for many years, my joy was for him, my anger was for him, how could I not be moved by him alone…” Luo Yingbai: “???” He originally thought this was written by Xia Xianning himself, but after seeing the last few “he” characters, he realized this was probably an essay his junior brother had copied from somewhere. At the bottom of the page, there was a seemingly casual line of small text: “Words spoken while drunk were just jokes to you, but I’ve always remembered…”
