The two of them were well past the stage of keeping in contact. They were now in two different cities. Are things going to go back to how they were four years ago and are we never going to cross paths?
With him gone, she was afraid they'd never be able to meet again in their lives...
Even if they didn't keep in contact while living in the same city, there was still a chance of them bumping into each other.
With that thought, Ji Yi realized she wouldn't even have the slightest bit of hope left. In a split-second, an intense piercing pain crept upon her heart.
"Yi Jie?" asked the makeup artist who found the right lip gloss. She dipped the brush and was about to apply it when Ji Yi lowered her head while staring at her black phone screen. The makeup artist couldn't help but be concerned.
Ji Yi didn't react in the slightest.
The makeup artist raised her voice and spoke again. "Yi Jie? Yi Jie?"
After calling her several times, the makeup artist saw how motionless Ji Yi was and gently nudged Ji Yi's shoulder with her arm.
Ji Yi sat frozen in front of the dresser table for a while before gradually coming to the realization that someone was touching her shoulder. She slowly turned her head and looked at the makeup artist.
"Hm?" she said to the makeup artist in a daze. She apologetically followed with an "Oh" and "Thank you" before getting up.
"Yi Jie, I haven't put on your lipgloss yet!" said the makeup artist in a worried voice.
Ji Yi paused as though she didn't quite understand what the makeup artist was saying. After a couple seconds, she finally realized what the makeup artist said and replied "Oh really?" and sat back down.
To even out the lip color, the makeup artist applied it twice.
After she was done, she quietly told Ji Yi, "Yi Jie, it's done."
Transfixed, Ji Yi stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyelashes didn't tremble for a moment, nor did she get up.
The makeup artist added some lip liner and turned to look at Ji Yi, who was still sitting in her seat. Seeing as Ji Yi wasn't getting up, she said, "Yi Jie?"
This time, Ji Yi heard the makeup artist's voice. She slowly turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound.
That was when the makeup artist realized Ji Yi's face was frighteningly pale. "Yi Jie, what's wrong? You don't look so good. Are you not feeling well?"
Just like before, Ji Yi's reactions were sluggish. Some time after hearing the makeup artist's worried voice, she shook her head and got up without saying a single word. Then she headed over to a chair in the lounge nearby.
While Ji Yi had her lip gloss applied, she casually left her phone on the dressing table.
The makeup artist caught a glimpse of it and hurriedly cried after Ji Yi. "Yi Jie, your phone."
Ji Yi looked back. The phone was clearly in her line of sight, but she stared at the dressing table for a really long time. She was so out of it that she didn't see her own phone.
The makeup artist simply couldn't watch her like that any longer, so she grabbed the phone and handed it right to her. Ji Yi vacantly let out an "Oh" then reached out to take the phone.
Zhuang Yi, who was sitting on a chair in the lounge, handed her some water with a straw in it. Ji Yi sensed it in her hands but didn't take a single sip.
Zhuang Yi said a few things to her which she didn't listen to carefully. Ji Yi half-heartedly nodded her head softly every now and then.
Soon enough, the director sent someone over to rush them. They called all the actors on set to get ready to start filming.
Before the shoot, the director went over the scene and outlined positions for the actors.
All the actors were ready, but Ji Yi still stood motionlessly rooted to the spot.