Achieving A Happy Ending With The Tragic Female Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 74

Before filming began, the director unhesitatingly pulled the two leads aside to discuss several details. She was concerned about their lack of experience, although their previous kiss scene had been effective, they hadn’t had much prolonged physical contact yet.

Su Mi remained expressionless, occasionally offering her own insights when the director discussed her character’s key points.

Guan Yue, on the other hand, seemed slightly out of sorts. She nodded frequently as the director spoke, her fingers nervously picking at the corner of her script, casting occasional glances at Su Mi.

This caught the eye of the assistant director, who was supervising the set. She walked over and tapped the director, informing her that preparations were complete and it was time to check the camera effects.

“I noticed Xiao Guan looks a bit nervous,” the assistant director whispered once they were behind the monitors. “If you kept talking, she might have forgotten how to act entirely.”

“I see. You’re the observant one,” the director nodded, realizing she had gotten too caught up in the script.

On Set: The Balcony Scene

Su Mi and Guan Yue took their positions. The scene took place on the balcony outside Duan Yuebai’s bedroom, set two days after Duan’s punishment.

“Teacher Guan, are you nervous?” Su Mi stood at the edge of the balcony. The overhead awning blocked the rain, but the wind blew her thin coat against her, tracing the curves of her body.

Guan Yue looked away. “Not at all.”

Su Mi suddenly reached for Guan Yue’s face. Expecting a repeat of an earlier encounter, Guan Yue backed into the wall. “What are you doing!” she hissed.

Su Mi simply tucked a stray lock of hair behind Guan Yue’s ear. “It seems short term memory is useful after all.”

Guan Yue was piqued again. “Don’t you dare mention those words again.”

“Then I won’t,” Su Mi replied. She preferred action over words anyway.

The director cleared the set. Only the script supervisor and the female lighting technician remained.

“Action!”

Script Excerpt:

In the days following Duan Yuebai’s injury, she had insisted on moving to her private residence in the city, taking Qi Youwei with her.

Tonight, Duan Yuebai woke to the sound of heavy rain. Finding the bed beside her empty, she walked to the balcony and saw a thin figure leaning against the railing.

Duan Yuebai wrapped a blanket around Qi Youwei from behind. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I can’t sleep,” Qi Youwei murmured. “The rain… it reminds me of the night you were punished. Will you ever leave me? Or have you already grown tired of me?”

“How could you think that?” Duan Yuebai asked softly.

“Then why… the other day, when I was proactive… you didn’t respond?”

Duan Yuebai’s ears reddened. “I was afraid of offending you. I didn’t want to scare you again.”

Qi Youwei looked up, standing on her tiptoes to kiss her. “If it’s you, it’s not an offense.”

Duan Yuebai stepped forward, pressing her against the railing, and kissed her deeply.

The Retake

“Cut! Let’s pause for a moment,” the director called out.

She walked over to adjust Su Mi’s hand placement. “Teacher Su, don’t keep both hands on her waist. Use one hand to cradle the back of her head, it’ll make the kiss look more comfortable.”

“Understood,” Su Mi nodded obediently. Guan Yue wanted to roll her eyes, what was this “diligent student” act Su Mi was putting on?

The scene resumed. Su Mi leaned in, her palm cradling Guan Yue’s head. As the wind blew mist onto Su Mi’s hands, she guided Guan Yue back toward the bedroom.

Guan Yue, lost in the warmth of the kiss, accidentally stepped on Su Mi’s feet several times. When the director yelled “Cut,” Guan Yue’s face was flushed.

“Teacher Guan, is this a personal vendetta?” Su Mi asked, looking at her scuffed shoes.

“My apologies, Teacher Su. I lack experience,” Guan Yue replied with a fake smile.

To Guan Yue’s relief, the director loved it, feeling the clumsy footwork added a sense of “clumsy passion” and realism to the scene.

The Bed Scene

Then came the centerpiece, the bed scene.

Initially, Guan Yue was stiff. The director paused to give her time to adjust. Once the director stepped away, Su Mi knelt before Guan Yue, ignoring the cameras, and took her hand.

“Are you really that nervous?”

“A little,” Guan Yue whispered, trying to pull her hand away. “How are you not nervous at all?”

“Actually, I am a bit,” Su Mi laughed softly. “But for this scene… I’m not entirely acting.”

Guan Yue’s heart skipped a beat.

When the cameras rolled again, Su Mi’s kiss was soothing. She eased Guan Yue onto the bed, her movements practiced and intimate. Su Mi’s hand slid up to Guan Yue’s collarbone.

Guan Yue tilted her head back, biting her lip to suppress a sound, but Su Mi’s long fingers covered her mouth, stifling any noise. Su Mi’s eyes were filled with a hidden fire, she didn’t want anyone else to hear the sounds Guan Yue made.

“I will always love you,” Su Mi whispered the line. “Past, present, and future.”

“OK! Excellent!” the director cheered. “Teacher Guan, your progress under my guidance is amazing!”

The lighting crew and script supervisor exchanged knowing looks but stayed silent. On the bed, Su Mi remained pressed against Guan Yue.

“Get up, you’re heavy,” Guan Yue mured, pushing her.

The Rainstorm

As the shoot wrapped, a heavy rainstorm hit. The director dismissed everyone, warning them to drive safely.

On the way back, Su Mi’s assistant, Xiao Xin, checked the group chat. “Teacher Su, the road is bad. Teacher Guan’s car is stuck.”

Su Mi immediately told her driver to turn around. When they reached the site, Su Mi grabbed an umbrella and ran into the rain. She found Guan Yue shivering by the road.

“Come with me,” Su Mi said, pulling her toward her car. She left her own assistant to help Guan Yue’s staff.

Inside the warm car, Guan Yue’s purple tinged lips slowly regained color. When they arrived at the hotel, Guan Yue followed Su Mi into her room out of habit. Before she could retreat, Su Mi pinned her against the door.

The click of the lock echoed in the quiet room.

Guan Yue reached out, grabbing Su Mi’s collar and pulling her down. Her eyes were filled with a raw, nervous energy.

“Kiss me.”

Su Mi’s breath hitched.