Dating the Heartthrob Superstar Chapter 7: Weibo Mutual Following

Chapter 7: Mutual Following on Weibo

ng Chao, of course, noticed it. He was amused by Lin Qin's pure reactions; just a little nudge, and he had turned this red.

However, he didn't expose it. The kid had thin skin, after all. Instead, he brought up a topic on purpose, "What's your Weibo account? Why can't I find it?"

After posting a supportive Weibo for Lin Qin earlier in the morning, ng Chao had tried to locate Lin Qin's account. Unfortunately, Lin Qin was really discreet—he hadn't even opened a Weibo account.

Lin Qin stayed silent for a while, twisting his fingers nervously, and said, "I... I don't have a Weibo account."

In truth, he did have a Weibo account. But, on his account, there was only ng Chao—all ng Chao. From the mont ng Chao debuted until now, for several years, Lin Qin's account had existed for the sa number of years. He didn't follow anyone, nor did he accept anyone's follow requests. But he would silently repost ng Chao's updates and news. Sotis he'd write film reviews in thousands of words for ng Chao's new movies, and sotis, utterly smitten by ng Chao's good looks, he'd fanboy over him, reposting and exclaiming with strings of "ahhhh" to express his excitent.

His Weibo page had over three thousand posts, every single one related to ng Chao.

Nobody knew about this small private account—not even his cousin Chu Hong.

This was his little secret, a tiny sanctuary not ant to be shared with others, yet it was his greatest treasure.

"Open an account. We'll follow each other."

Just as Lin Qin was lost in his thoughts, ng Chao's voice pulled him back. It carried a warm, gentle smile.

Lin Qin looked up at ng Chao in a daze, completely unsure how to respond at that mont.

"Why? Don't want to?" ng Chao squinted playfully as he prodded.

Lin Qin quickly shook his head. "No, no, I'll open one right away."

After opening an account, it required verification, so Lin Qin handed the task over to Chu Hong. Chu Hong worked efficiently and swiftly sent the verified account credentials back to Lin Qin's phone.

Lin Qin logged into Weibo for the first ti, and as soon as he did, he saw a notification about a new follower and a ntion.

Lin Qin tapped into the new follower notification, almost unable to believe his eyes.

He looked up at ng Chao, "Senior ng... this..."

ng Chao lifted his phone towards Lin Qin and said, "I followed you. Waiting for you to follow back."

Lin Qin's heart swelled with uncontrollable joy. The feeling was akin to being noticed by soone you've admired for a long, long ti—a wave of exhilaration that made you feel light and as if you could float away.

With trembling fingers, Lin Qin tapped on ng Chao's Weibo avatar but hadn't yet hit the follow button when he saw the latest post ng Chao had just put up—

[ng Chao v: This is my kid. Please give him lots of love. @Lin Qin]

Lin Qin's eyes grew misty, his nose tingled with an ache, and his chest felt like sothing was about to overflow. He stared at the post for a long ti before rembering to follow ng Chao back. After following, it beca clear, belatedly, that ng Chao's following list contained only one person—him.

Happiness ca too suddenly, enveloping Lin Qin entirely, full to the brim, like waves crashing over him.

[Lin Qin v: Thank you, Senior ng // ng Chao v: This is my kid. Please give him lots of love. @Lin Qin]

It took Lin Qin a while to craft his first Weibo post, and it only contained four words. Yet he spent more than ten minutes editing it, cycling through various versions, such as: "I'm the obedient kid of Movie King ng"; "Hi everyone, I'm Lin Qin," and others. But he rejected all of them in the end. Torn between drafts, he ultimately sent the simplest four words: Thank you, Senior ng.

While Lin Qin was posting, ng Chao was beside him watching. Seeing Lin Qin take forever to get a single post out, ng Chao didn't urge him—he just crossed his arms and waited.

Now, seeing Lin Qin finally repost the ntion with those plain four words, ng Chao glanced at Lin Qin's bright, excited expression, then back at the four words of "Thank you, Senior ng," and felt that they seed to vibrate with life in front of him.

This kid sure knew how to say one thing while hiding another.

ng Chao chuckled softly.

Hearing the laughter, Lin Qin cautiously glanced at ng Chao. Did he make a mistake with his post?

ng Chao noticed Lin Qin's puzzlent and pretended to sigh in disappointnt, saying, "Do you have to be so formal with ?"

The four words "Thank you, Senior ng" sounded distant compared to ng Chao's "my kid," didn't they?

"I..." Lin Qin's mouth opened hesitantly. He didn't dare to act too familiar. When it ca to ng Chao, he always ticulously held back, afraid of crossing boundaries and upsetting ng Chao.

"Call Brother Chao and let hear it," ng Chao didn't wait for Lin Qin to stamr out a reply, taking the initiative instead.

Lin Qin looked at ng Chao; ng Chao looked back at him, his lips curved in a smile, his eyes carrying warmth along with playful encouragent.

In a sudden burst of courage, Lin Qin closed his eyes and called out, "Brother Chao."

"Hmm," ng Chao responded briskly. Then he teased, "Is your Brother Chao so terrifying you can only say it with your eyes closed?"

Lin Qin flushed red with embarrassnt, opened his eyes, and softly, tentatively called again, "Brother Chao."

The deliberately softened tone was syrupy sweet, and that tentative deanor was almost unbearably adorable. ng Chao felt himself lting inside.

How could soone as cute as Lin Qin exist?

ng Chao suppressed the inexplicable surge of emotion within him and stood up. "Let's go."

Lin Qin raised his head to look at him, blinking expectantly. "Go where?"

ng Chao: "You need the kitchen tomorrow, right? Let's go to the supermarket, stock up the fridge, and have a little outing while we're at it."

"Oh." Lin Qin stood up as well. "Sure, okay."

After speaking, he just stood there looking at ng Chao. ng Chao gestured for him to follow. "Co on, what are you waiting for?"

When Lin Qin walked up to ng Chao, ng Chao finally stretched his long legs and started walking in step with him.

Walking beside ng Chao, Lin Qin couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from curling upward.

The supermarket was a distance away from the villa, and it was already past seven in the evening by the ti they arrived.

At this hour, the supermarket was bustling with peak-ti crowds. As soon as Lin Qin and ng Chao appeared, they drew a wave of attention and excitent. Luckily, security had been arranged beforehand. Seeing staff holding caras, the onlookers realized filming was happening and refrained from causing disturbances, opting instead to record from outside the protective barrier with their phones amid scattered whispers.

Lin Qin was visibly uncomfortable with the noisy atmosphere. From the mont he stepped into the supermarket, his entire deanor stiffened up. Those gazes directed at him felt like countless needles prickling him, leaving him on edge.

His palms started to sweat, damp and clammy. He felt uncomfortably out of place; the surroundings blurred into vagueness—all except the piercing stares, like glowing green eyes in a dense, dark forest.

The world seed remote and alien, leaving him isolated at the center of it all, trapped without any support.

Until...