Late at night, Tang Li lay on her side in bed scrolling through V Light news.
Suddenly, she received a notification for a "like."
Checking the backend, the ID that liked her V Light post was "An Old City."
Tang Li hadn’t forgotten this fan she followed. The person hadn’t been active on V Light recently, only liking the promotional post she shared tonight from "The Brightest Star’s" official account.
Every ti she saw this fan, Tang Li felt an inexplicable sensation.
An unnad trust and a comforting certainty.
Tang Li took the initiative to DM: "It’s evening in Brussels, Belgium’s Capital. Has Miss had dinner yet? [grinning]"
A few minutes later, "An Old City" replied: "Haven’t slept yet?"
"Tang Li V": "I’m going to sleep soon."
Then, Tang Li typed: "I visited the V Light fan group today and didn’t see Miss there."
"An Old City": "I’m too old for those kinds of group activities."
"Tang Li V": "If I may be so bold to ask, Miss, how old are you? I’ll start by saying I’m turning 20 next month! [happy]"
After a while, the other person replied: "Passed the age of ’establishnt’."
...So she was already in her thirties.
Tang Li realized this, as most won of that age tend to be mothers, surely not as noisy as little girls, no wonder she could make her feel at ease. Sotis, age and experience forge a sense of security.
"Tang Li V": "Interacted with fans today, felt pretty good. I used to find marketing fans troubleso. Now I think, a big part of the reason is my own ntality, resisting contact with more people, an emotion I need to overco. [smile]"
About ten minutes later, "An Old City" sent a private ssage: "Knowing your own shortcomings and striving to correct and overco them ans you are constantly improving. Believing that you can conquer your flaws is also an emotional intelligence leap."
"Learning to interact and blend in with more people is a social skill girls your age should not lack."
Tang Li replied: "[rose] Your words are better than ten years of study."
Tan Palace, President’s bedroom.
Song Baiyan, just out of the shower, stood by the lamp, dressed in a sea-blue pajama set, his hair still damp. Watching Tang Li call soone Miss again and again, he couldn’t help but feel amused but didn’t reveal his identity, only replying: "Since you understand, then go to sleep."
"Tang Li V": "Is Miss busy?"
Song Baiyan sat down beside the bed and replied to the private ssage: "Not busy."
A brief two words elicited Tang Li’s question: "Then may I ask Miss a question? [shy]"
"An Old City": "What question?"
Upon getting a reply, Tang Li pulled over a thin blanket, covered her body, shielded her cellphone, and typed: "How can I successfully sleep with a man?"
"..." Song Baiyan.
In the chatbox, a new ssage popped up: "Don’t get wrong, I’m still very loyal to my boyfriend, it’s just... he seems a bit shy, and we’ve never crossed that final step. [grinning]"
Tang Li sent the ssage and waited.
After a few minutes, the other side replied: "Aren’t you afraid I’ll expose this conversation?"
"I am in a normal male-female relationship with my boyfriend, doing things lovers do isn’t strange, [shy] and if you really leak it to reporters, I’ll block you and curse you by drawing circles around your na, see if you’re scared! [angry]"
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