Pei Xingcheng was trembling with fear, and his grip on Tang Qing's hand was tight. Tang Qing noticed the fear in his eyes and felt concerned. He tried to pull his hand out of Pei Xingcheng's grip, but he was holding on so tightly that it was difficult to break free.
"Xingcheng, please let go of my hand. I just need to go to my room and grab my pillow," Tang Qin explained.
But Pei Xingcheng was stubborn and refused to let go of his hand. "No! You can't leave this room. I have a lot of pillows. You can use whichever one you want, but you're not allowed to leave."
Tang Qing sighed slowly and had to give up. It was at this moment that he understood that his actor was extremely afraid of ghosts. "Okay, okay, calm down. I won't go anywhere. But can you let go of my hand, please?"
