Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

The clamor of the world seemed to be filtered out by an invisible veil, leaving only the vague feelings between Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu flowing in the air. Ever since the last incident, their world seemed to have been cast under a spell, and everything had become extremely different.

Xiao Jingmo looked at Zhao Qingyu, who was diligently studying a script not far away. The sunlight shone on her hair, as if she were covered in a layer of golden light. An indescribable warmth welled up in his heart. This girl was becoming more and more important in his life.

Zhao Qingyu raised her head and met Xiao Jingmo's gentle gaze. Her cheeks flushed slightly and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. There was no need for words between them. With just a glance, they could understand each other's intentions.

The filming days were busy and fulfilling, with Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu encouraging and supporting each other on set. Whenever Zhao Qingyu encountered difficulties in her performance, Xiao Jingmo would always patiently offer her advice, using his extensive experience to guide her in finding the soul of her character. And when Xiao Jingmo felt exhausted, Zhao Qingyu would quietly offer him a cup of hot coffee, offering him warmth and comfort.

Once, Zhao Qingyu was accidentally injured during a difficult action scene. Xiao Jingmo was extremely anxious and immediately rushed to her side, carefully checking her injuries. His eyes were full of concern and heartache, as if he was the one injured.

"Qingyu, how are you? Does it hurt?" Xiao Jingmo's voice trembled slightly.

Zhao Qingyu actually felt that this was no big deal. After all, she had experienced countless ups and downs on the road to becoming the most popular actress, and had suffered all kinds of pain and torture, big and small.

The hardships she had gone through in the past had made her incredibly tough, so facing such a minor injury wasn't anything unusual. However, when she saw Xiao Jingmo's nervous expression, like an ant on a hot pot, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

His deep, worried eyes stared at her intently, as if afraid to miss any subtle changes; he clenched his fists, as if trying to ease his inner uneasiness; he frowned slightly, revealing his endless concern for her. Zhao Qingyu knew that this man truly cared about her safety.

So she tried to force a smile and whispered, "I'm really fine, don't worry." Although her voice was soft, it was full of determination and comfort.

She hoped to use these words to dispel Xiao Jingmo's worries, and at the same time convey to him her strong and optimistic attitude. Although her body was still aching, Zhao Qingyu felt extremely happy at the moment because there was such a person who cared about her so much.

Without saying a word, Xiao Jingmo picked up Zhao Qingyu and walked towards the infirmary. In the infirmary, he stayed by Zhao Qingyu's side, never leaving her side. Seeing Xiao Jingmo so worried about himself, Zhao Qingyu's heart was filled with emotion.

Since then, their relationship has grown stronger. They share their dreams and talk about their future plans in the corner of the studio.

Zhao Qingyu has always known that the dream hidden deep in his heart is to one day step onto the dazzling stage and become an outstanding and highly-regarded actor.

He longs to use his superb acting skills to touch the hearts of every audience member as gently as a spring breeze, and trigger the most sincere and deep emotional resonance in their hearts.

At the same time, Zhao Qingyu herself also holds the same lofty and beautiful vision - she hopes to use her carefully crafted works to spread endless love and warmth to the world like the warm sun in winter.

She firmly believes that art has the magical power to transcend the barriers of time and space, like a sharp sword that can pierce through the fog and reach the softest and most fragile corners of the human heart; she also firmly believes that as long as she devotes her heart to performing and interpreting, the profound connotations hidden behind the text can be unfolded like a scroll, thus giving readers an indescribable comfort and encouragement, just like a rain after a long drought.

They listened to each other's dreams, with determination shining in their eyes. On this set full of challenges and opportunities, they supported each other and grew together.

As the days passed, Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu's feelings gradually warmed up. They spent countless busy days together and experienced many difficulties and setbacks together.

But no matter what difficulties and obstacles they encounter, they firmly believe that as long as they rely on each other, there will be no insurmountable barriers.

On a silent night, after filming concluded, Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu strolled side by side on the quiet streets. The watery moonlight poured down on them, as if draping them with a silver veil.

Xiao Jingmo carefully held Zhao Qingyu's hand, feeling her warmth, as if it was a ray of sunshine in his life.

"Qingyu, it's great to have you by my side." Xiao Jingmo's voice was gentle and affectionate.

Zhao Qingyu looked at Xiao Jingmo with love in her eyes, “Jingmo, me too.”

Their figures slowly merged under the watery moonlight, like two stars with their destinies inextricably linked. In this world filled with hope and dreams, their love was like a blooming flower, delicate and brilliant, and no force could tear them apart.