It was the thirst of desire and the craving of self-liberation. There was no pursuit of life. Trembling, he stretched his bloody hand out to Marsha and looked at her with a miserable expression in his eyes.
Both the director and the actress were lost in his sorrowful eyes.
Marsha was out of control. Ignoring their terrible surroundings, she rushed up to Qin Guan and took his shaking hand.
"I’ll help you! Stay awake, I’ll make a call..."
Qin Guan seemed comforted. His slender fingers held her hand tightly with more energy. At the director's request, the camera zoomed in on their locked hands.
The director was suddenly enlightened. He tried to express his feelings through different methods. Practice made perfect after all.
Young man, you were lucky to have an indie film actor in your dracula movie.
