I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

The next day, I asked Kana Kumagai for leave and called Ryutaka's office in Shibuya.

Because they had communicated beforehand, Yuan Shangzhezhi came to greet them personally.

Feng Zejian saw Zhezhi, who was waiting for him at the door, wave his hand.

"Long time no see, sister."

"It's been quite a long time."

Yuan Shang broke off a branch and tidied the few stray hairs around his ears and temples that were scattered by the wind and rain.

"come in."

As she spoke, she naturally took Feng Zejian's hand.

Upon entering the office, everyone was somewhat bewildered to see the two of them in this state.

But he didn't say anything.

Feng Zejian arrived at Yuan Shangzhezhi's private studio.

The interior spaces are different, and everything you need is there.

Coffee machines, cold drink machines, and even ice cream machines.

"Wow, you look really good here, sister. You don't look like an actress but more like a staff member of an agency."

Yuan Shangzhe explained with a slight smile, "I'm currently an actor and staff member. I'll take on scripts I like, but that's relatively rare. I usually mentor newcomers, mostly girls."

Feng Zejian's face flushed slightly; it was as if this last sentence was explained specifically for Feng Zejian.

"Good."

"Besides visiting my sister, I also have a favor to ask her for."

Yuan Shangzhe's deep eyes were fixed on Feng Zejian, his expression very serious. "Tell me about it first."

Feng Zejian took a deep breath to compose himself.

He took out the USB drive containing his script.

"I wrote a script about school bullying, which is kind of my story. I also witnessed a bullying incident before. I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days. When I open my eyes, all I can think about are things from the past. I want to do something for my past self, and I also want to do something for the people who have suffered because of bullying."

"My original plan was to make it into a public service film. I have 60 million yuan in funding for the whole film, which should be enough. But I'm a novice, so I thought of asking you for help. Of course, I don't particularly want to complete this. It's okay if you're busy."

He frowned deeply as he broke off a branch by the abyss.

"Why am I being addressed as 'you' now?"

"Isn't this a sign of my respect for my sister?"

He broke off a branch by the abyss and shook his head.

“I don’t need your respect, it would make me feel like a stranger to you. I don’t need your money either. Let me take a look at the script first. It doesn’t necessarily have to be made into a movie. We have a series of web dramas here. Let me see if I can modify it and turn it into an episodic series to fit in.”

"Thanks..."

Feng Zejian was about to express his gratitude when he saw Yuan Shang's expression and immediately swallowed his words.

"Then I'll trouble you, sister. Do you have time later? Let's invite Chika to have dinner together."

"No need for Chika, she's been busy lately. Let's go in a bit."

Feng Zejian didn't think too much about it and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Yuan Shangzhe picked up the USB drive from Feng Zejian and plugged it into the computer's USB port.

He opened the file and began to read it carefully. As he read, Yuan Shangzhe's expression changed. He would frown from time to time, rub his chin, rest his cheek on his hand, glance at the screen every now and then, and then look at Feng Zejian. He would stare at the screen and think for a long time.

After reading the script, Yuan Shang Zhezhi stared at Feng Zejian and finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Is this...your story?"

This appears to be a question, but it is actually an exclamation.

Feng Zejian smiled and nodded.

"Ah."

Yuan Shang's thoughts drifted back to the words he had spoken at the temple.

“Jian, you’re here.”

This unusual title left Feng Zejian stunned for a long time.

Yuan Shang Zhezhi didn't continue speaking, but simply watched and waited quietly.

Feng Zejian stood up and walked to his desk.

Yuan Shang Zhezhi shook his head.

"Come closer."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zejian walked around the desk and came to Yuan Shang Zhezhi. The two were only a few centimeters apart.

Feng Zejian didn't know why he had gotten so close, but his body was instinctively anticipating something. What was he anticipating?

Suddenly, Yuan Shang broke off a branch, raised his hand, and pulled Feng Zejian into his arms.

Unprepared, Feng Zejian stumbled into the softness of the broken branches above the abyss.

A branch was broken off from the bank and gently stroked his back.

"I've been thinking about this for a while now: why is your acting so good? I've come to understand that you treat life as a play, and you're always acting. Our collaboration is just a play within a play. You use careful logic and humorous eloquence to package yourself as strong, often putting your flaws on the surface, making yourself seem unapproachable."

"But you always want to play your true self in the play, but every time you fall into endless self-doubt. The reason why you are successful in every relationship is because you give your heart to every relationship, but then forcibly withdraw when there is a result. In your mind, this relationship should not belong to you. You are wavering between the role you set and your true self."

"You've fallen into a morbid cycle. If this continues and you keep hurting yourself, you'll develop a mental breakdown, become depressed, and eventually die."

Feng Zejian remained silent, offering no words of rebuttal; he had been completely seen through.

Yuan Shang Zhezhi smiled gently and said, "I won't let you die."

That one sentence made Feng Zejian's pupils dilate in shock.

He is still holding on to his last line of defense.

"From now on, I'm your family. Whatever your status, I'll do it. No need for respectful titles or polite thanks."

Feng Zejian was panting heavily; he was on the verge of collapse.

"Life is not a theater; you don't need to act anymore."

"But this is not something that can be achieved in one step."

"Yes, but you're not alone."

At this moment, the dam of emotions cracked, and then the dam was completely destroyed.

There was no roaring, surging sound as I had imagined, only silent weeping.

As Feng Zejian himself said, this is not something that can be achieved in one step, but one definitely won't get out without taking any steps.

Some people use their childhood to heal their life, while others have to spend their whole life healing from their childhood.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Furuta Kumi saw what was happening. Furuta Kumi couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

Yuan Shangzhe shook his head, and Furuta Kumi instantly understood what was going on.

I gently closed the door.

Chapter 87 Our relationship is somewhat ambiguous?

Not only that, they also specially guarded the entrance.

The scene shifts to a stylish rooftop restaurant where the two are eating and chatting face-to-face.

Kazema has always had a very strong appetite. Yuan Shang Zhezhi watched Kazema eating with his mouth full of sauce and gently took a tissue to wipe the sauce from the corner of Kazema's mouth.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Feng Zejian was a little embarrassed.

"I'm used to it, I'll change it slowly."

Feng Zejian looked to his upper left corner.

A somewhat furtive person was shifting positions with a briefcase.

The changed positions were almost all around the broken branches above the abyss.

"Sister, it seems like we've been secretly photographed."

He broke off a branch by the abyss, his face calm and serene.

"Since they've already become paparazzi, let them be."

"By the way, in my opinion, your script is a profound reflection of the current social situation. Such scripts are rare, but because they are rare, they also have a certain market. The path of adapting it into an episodic drama, as mentioned before, is not suitable for this script."

Feng Zejian cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

"Sister, I feel that this script might be a bit too tragic, and I'm worried that it won't pass the censors."

He shook his head as he broke off a branch by the abyss.

"Tragedies have a stronger artistic feel, while comedies have a stronger commercial feel. Your script is indeed too tragic, but it doesn't touch on highly sensitive topics like politics and public opinion, so in my opinion, there's no problem with it."

"In fact, I think the finished film of this movie could be submitted for review."

Feng Zejian smiled sheepishly.

"Isn't it a bit too early to say these things?"

"Your character and acting skills are evident to everyone in the crew. Kumi Furuta even wanted to sign you, but I stopped her. I know you're not that interested in this industry."

"Well, thank you so much, sister."

What comes to mind when someone breaks off a branch by the abyss?

"By the way, 'Bird and Sunflower' has been submitted to the Maple Leaf Awards for judging, and the latest news is that it has been shortlisted, receiving a total of five nominations: Best Art Film, Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Original Song, and Best Screenplay."

"The competition this time is very strong, but I am confident of winning the award."

Feng Zejian said happily, "Then congratulations in advance, sister."

"I think you have a high chance of winning."

Feng Zejian shook his head.

“I’m an ordinary person and I don’t have any connections in this industry, so I know some things.”

The branch broken from the abyss smiled mysteriously.

“I understand what you’re saying. Under normal circumstances, it should be as you say. But this time there are a lot of people with connections, and the judges of the Maple Leaf Awards are also considering this. You are the only non-celebrity here, so as long as your acting is flawless, it’s the best choice for them to vote for you.”

Feng Zejian understood somewhat.

"So they've redirected their firepower towards me, right?"

“But you’re an ordinary person, and they all have some status. If they do something to you, that’s their problem. At best, their image will collapse; at worst, they’ll be overwhelmed by public opinion and forced to leave the entertainment industry. Besides, with me here, they won’t dare to touch you.”

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Feng Zejian's hand.

Feng Zejian's face flushed slightly.

Honestly, in all my years in relationships, no one has ever made me so passive.

The skill of breaking branches on the abyss is clearly more profound than that of the wind and marsh.

Of course, this is also thanks to Yuan Shang's own experiences; what doesn't kill her makes her stronger.

Looking at her now, she seems like a female CEO with billions in assets: mature, intellectual, elegant, noble, and composed.

You would never guess that she was a woman who was hurt and cheated on by her husband, and who then became a nun.

"Sister, our relationship is a bit ambiguous. Putting aside other issues, I don't think I'm any different from that man."

Break branches and cut nails to stop the fall from the abyss.

"No, you are different from that beast. There is no hiding, so there is no pain. Even if you leave, there is no need to hurt each other. What I hate is never his infidelity."

“I never believed that two people who love each other would be absolutely loyal to each other; it’s just that they haven’t encountered enough temptations. From the moment I accepted him, I actually accepted the fact that he would stray, but what hurt me the most was that he tolerated that woman’s mental abuse of me.”

“I don’t think I did anything wrong. Even if our feelings have faded and he’s tired of me, he shouldn’t have treated me like that.”

Feng Zejian listened attentively, then sighed, "Sister, what I admire most about you is that even though that man hurt you so much, you still love Qianxia steadfastly."