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  Was it jealousy that turned into rage?……

  “Yun Shishi!?”


  The director raised his voice to redirect her attention back to him.

  She immediately recollected her thoughts and retorted, “Why? Director Lin—”


  “You lost your concentration!” Lin Fengtian was slightly displeased and knocked her head with the rolled-up script.

  She stuck out her tongue ruefully. “Sorry……”


  “Is there anything else you don’t understand?” he asked.

  She and Gu Xingze exchanged fleeting glances as the director’s voice was heard again. “Shishi, I’ll be using Recorder B to do the close-up for you in this kissing scene. Remember to stick to your position later, and don’t move away from the recorder.”


  She glanced up at the few recorders around them and nodded.

  Lin Fengtian returned to his seat before the monitor.

  “Everyone, be on standby!”


  The log-keeper, with the clapperboard, took his position at the front and shouted, “‘The Green Apple’, Scene 10, Take 1…… Action!”


  At the snapping sound of the clapperboard, both artistes immerged themselves into their respective roles.

  This was a simple scene.

  As Yin Dongyu was coaching his sister for the play of the piano piece, ‘Serenade’, Yin Xiachun, unable to suppress her overwhelming adoration, embraced and kissed her brother.

  The critical point in this scene was the emotional development between the two protagonists in their first ever kiss.

  The girl’s brave initiative and the boy’s cowardly avoidance.

  This scene embodied the essence of this film.

  The two were biological siblings that were inappropriately intimate with each other since they were small. The sister always relied on her brother, and he meant the world to her.

  There was a passage in the novel, which went:

  ‘At the end of the day, kinship is a really strange thing.

  It is the fetters that tie two people together in tight bonds.

  At the same time, it also carves a cruel chasm, which is impossible to cross, between the two.

  When I was young, I used to feel fortunate to have such a doting elder brother who treated me as the apple of his eye. I thought I was the most blessed girl in the whole world.

  Now that I’ve grown up, I hate the fact that the blood flowing within me is also in the man whom I love with my whole being.

  We walk the same way, we love on the same path, and we commit the same wrong.

  From ignorant affection and girly adoration to a strong desire for us to be together always, the secular decorum just had to barge in and heartlessly pull us apart.

  How far is forever?

  In a thought is eternity.

  Even a lapse of judgment can result in shame.

  Brother, do you know that, even though the world is big, there is no place for me, and there is none whom I can depend on?

  Can anyone, even God, tell me what love is? If no one can properly explain that to me, then why can’t I love Yin Dongyu?’


  Yin Dongyu, he was born in one bitter cold winter .

  As for Yin Xiachun, she was born on the hottest day in summer .

  Both siblings were polar opposites, just like winter and summer.

  The first word that the girl uttered was ‘brother’.

  The first name she learned from blabbering along was also his name, Yin Dongyu.

  He was older than her by five years. During their childhood, their parents were busy with work, and the four of them hardly spent time together. Thus, to the young girl, her brother was her most reliable and faithful partner.

  Yin Dongyu had sharp features and was smart-looking. Hence, many girls had liked him since he was small.

  However, he was rather aloof and preferred to keep to himself. He stayed away from other children – even from his parents. This might have to do with the cold season that he was born in.