Warm my heart

Pete's mood was like a roller coaster.

From expectation to anger, and then to loss, it only takes a moment.

He stood at the door of the rehearsal room, and the script in his hand slid weakly to the ground with a dull sound.

His eyes were fixed on Ma Dingdang and the strange man.

Their movements were intimate, and every eye contact seemed to be telling an unknown secret.

The unattainable goddess in his heart.

There are countless men pursuing her on campus, but she always rejects them in a decisive manner without dragging her feet.

When I learned that Ma Dingdang would play Juliet in the upcoming play.

Pete almost tried his best to stand out from the many competitors.

Got the role of Romeo.

He looked forward to every rehearsal, every conversation, and every eye contact with Ma Dingdang.

But reality dealt him a heavy blow.

He didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he entered the door.

A nameless anger welled up in his heart, feeling that something he cherished was being coveted.

There was a tremor in his voice.

But more of it was anger: "Dingdang, who is this man? Didn't we agree to rehearse together?"

Dingdang felt a little headache looking at the angry Pete.

There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "Pete, didn't you ask someone to tell me that you wouldn't come?"

Her voice was calm, but enough to send a chill down Pete's spine.

"I had something going on before, but now it's resolved."

Pete looked at Dingdang infatuatedly, then looked at the other man angrily.

His heart was filled with jealousy and resentment.

He couldn't accept that the opportunity he had worked so hard for was taken away from him.

"Who are you? I'm the one playing Romeo with Dingdang. Not everyone can play Romeo. Look in the mirror! Dingdang and I are rehearsing, so you can get out of here."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the air in the rehearsal room seemed to freeze.

Jiang Zhenzu frowned slightly, his eyes showing a hint of displeasure, but more of calmness.

He didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, waiting for Ma Dingdang's reaction.

"Peter, you're going too far! True Ancestor is my boyfriend."

Ma Dingdang was really angry, and there was a hint of anger and disappointment in her voice.

She didn't expect Pete to be so unreasonable and disrespectful to her and her boyfriend.

"Let's stop here for today's rehearsal. We'll meet again next time."

There was a hint of determination in Ma Dingdang's voice. She turned around, pulled Jiang Zhenzu and walked out.

"True Ancestor, please go first. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow." Her voice softened, with a hint of apology.

Jiang Zhenzu nodded, with a hint of understanding and comfort in his eyes.

He patted Dingdang's hand gently, then turned and left.

Only Pete and Dingdang were left in the rehearsal room, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Pete's heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He knew his behavior was too much, but he couldn't control his emotions.

He looked at Dingdang, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Dingdang, I..."

"Pete, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Ma Dingdang interrupted him, her voice filled with fatigue.

She turned around and packed her things without looking at Pete again.

Jiang Zhenzu thought that the man named Pete behind him was about to have close contact with Dingdang just like he had just now.

No matter how I think about it, I feel uncomfortable and angry.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

But he still obeyed and left first.

Pete was a little hurt, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

"Dingdang, I like you."

His voice was low and trembling.

Thinking of the way Dingdang looked at Jiang Zhenzu just now, he became jealous and asked, "Why don't you look at me?"

Dingdang was annoyed by Pete's unreasonable behavior.

There was a hint of fatigue in her voice: "I hope you can calm down and stop bothering me. Besides, I have a boyfriend." She didn't want to argue anymore, so she ignored Pete and left.

After Ding Dong and Pete had an argument and left.

The atmosphere in the rehearsal room became more depressing.

Pete stood there, the anger and jealousy in his heart intertwined, almost suffocating him.

He turned to look at the door, but unexpectedly saw Jiang Zhenzu.

Jiang Zhenzu appeared quietly, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.

Pete turned and looked at Jiang Zhenzu, no surprise.

"I know Dingdang is very talented. Many people have pursued her in the past few years in college, but she rejected them all. I am the only one who persisted. I am Dingdang's Romeo. Sooner or later, she will accept me."

There was a hint of determination in Pete's voice, but more of it was arrogance.

"Don't have unrealistic ideas about Dingdang. Time will prove that Dingdang knows who to choose!" His words were full of provocation.

"Really?" Jiang Zhenzu laughed in anger, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He looked at the mirror in the room, then turned to Pete: "Then look in the mirror yourself and see if Dingdang will accept you."

There was a hint of magic in Jiang Zhenzu's voice, and Pete walked towards the mirror involuntarily.

He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt dizzy.

The image in the mirror began to distort.

"No, this is not me!" Pete stepped back in horror, but his body was attracted by an invisible force and he could not escape.

Jiang Zhenzu sneered. He stretched out his hand, stuffed the soul that came out after Pete was killed into the mirror, and put down several layers of seals.

"What did you do?" There was a hint of panic in Pete's voice. He felt himself slipping away rapidly, his body becoming lighter and lighter, as if he was about to disappear from this world.

Jiang Zhenzu didn't answer. He just looked at Pete coldly, then turned and left.

Only Pete's soul remained in the rehearsal room, struggling in the mirror. His screams echoed in the empty room, but no one could hear them.

The sun was still warm, but the rehearsal room was filled with coldness and despair.

Pete's soul cried out in the mirror, but the sound could not penetrate the seal.

Ma Dingdang stood by the window, brows furrowed, the sound of his classmates' discussions echoing in his ears.

"Peter, who played Romeo, is dead."

"Could it be that Juliet's curse has been broken, and Romeo has died?"

Didn’t she remember that the female ghost had been dealt with?

Why was Pete also killed?

This series of events made her mood as mottled and complex as the light and shadow.

She turned around and was about to leave the rehearsal room when she unexpectedly ran into Jiang Zhenzu.

There was a hint of concern in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

Just then, Yuan Hui, the president of the drama club, hurried over with a look of worry on her face.

There was a hint of anxiety in her voice: “Dingdang, something happened to Pete, and the play is about to be performed again.

Now there is no one to replace Romeo. Is it really true that this play cannot be performed?"

Seeing Yuan Hui’s sad face, Ma Dingdang also felt bad.

If there is no performance, the commission fees of the students must be returned.

All the time and energy spent rehearsing for the role of Juliet was wasted.

After Pete died, Jingle searched for his ghost for a long time but couldn't find it.