They were each other's first love!
Pei Jue's fingers lightly grazed Qingwu's rosy lips.
"If only the time and place had been right… What a pity."
Feeling the scorching intensity in his gaze, Qingwu, at this moment, understood exactly what Pei Jue meant by 'pity'!
Ji Qiurong, ever a clever mind, had implemented abundant candle-themed elements in the show.
The backstage was adorned with numerous high-standing, palace-style candles whose graceful designs made the venue feel like an ancient castle.
To prevent the flames from scorching the fabric, the candles were enclosed in glass casings.
Warm orange-yellow light pooled in Qingwu's eyes.
The crackling sound of the flames spread along the flickering glow; at this moment, their eyes held only each other!
And, at this moment, hearts were set aflutter!
Qingwu gently pushed away. "Outside… there are many waiting for us. I'll head out first."
"I'll go with you."
