Peninsula: I'm being supported by a top idol.

Cui Shi'an sensed the distance and wariness in the other person's words, as if they were afraid he would extort money from them.

So they decided to start with the most harmless topic to break the deadlock.

"Anyway, thank you." He said sincerely.

"Those autographed albums helped me a lot and made me feel very proud in front of my friends."

Liu Zhimin's previously prepared defensive stance relaxed slightly due to the sudden thank you.

Her hand, which had been resting under the table, relaxed slightly, and her tone softened:

"It's nothing. I just happen to know some people who work at the TV station, so I thought I'd thank you in this way."

As she spoke, her gaze casually swept across his face.

The man in front of me, Cui Shi'an, was wearing a simple sweatshirt and had neat short hair. He looked like a clean and refreshing male college student.

However, an idea uncontrollably popped into her mind:

He looked better with long hair in my dream.

The thought startled her, and she quickly picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip to cover her momentary lapse in concentration.

While she was sizing up Choi Si-an, Choi Si-an was also observing her.

Although her hat and mask covered most of her face, her exposed eyebrows and eyes gave him a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

However, there are too many girls on the peninsula who are enthusiastic about cosmetic surgery, and similar eyebrows and eyes always become popular at a certain time, just like fashion items.

Therefore, Cui Shi'an quickly attributed this unusual occurrence to this, without giving it much thought.

At this moment, Liu Zhimin, who was sitting opposite, took the initiative to speak.

"Are you... really okay?" she asked, glancing at him questioningly. "I clearly saw you were badly injured that day..."

Knowing his chance had come, Cui Shi'an quickly chimed in, "That's exactly what I wanted to say."

"Huh?" Liu Zhimin looked puzzled.

Cui Shi'an looked around, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice:

"Actually, the reason I asked you out today is because there's something very important I want to ask you."

He paused, looking directly into the other person's eyes.

"Have you encountered any strange people or inexplicable things lately?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhimin's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think to himself:

Strange person? Inexplicable thing? Isn't there one sitting right in front of me!

She didn't show it on her face, but simply shook her head slightly and replied in a businesslike tone, "No."

"Huh?" Cui Shi'an was a little disappointed upon hearing this. He had already seen two messengers of hell! He had thought the other party would at least...

Undeterred, he continued his earnest persuasion:

"Even something slightly illogical is fine, like knowing any strange people, or encountering any paranormal phenomena..."

Liu Zhimin frowned: "You're really strange, aren't you? You called me out just to talk about this??"

Cui Shi'an hurriedly waved his hand: "Miss, please don't misunderstand. I'm really not a strange person... It's just that for certain reasons, I need to figure out some things."

"What is it?" Liu Zhimin asked coldly.

Cui Shi'an hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should speak.

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Liu Zhimin found it even more absurd: "Mr. Cui, you've invited me out to ask some inexplicable questions, but you won't give a reason. How can anyone believe in your sincerity?"

Cui Shi'an was cornered by her barrage of questions. He knew that any reasonable explanation would be futile at this moment.

An impulse to give up and do nothing surged into my heart.

He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the other person, his tone a mixture of desperate seriousness and a hint of helpless self-deprecation:

"If I told you... we had a deep karmic connection in our past lives, would you believe me?"

Liu Zhimin seemed to have been paused, his whole body visibly stiffening.

Although the mask and hat brim provided perfect disguise, her pupils constricted for a moment and her breathing paused slightly, still betraying her shock.

Immediately, an offended and highly defensive expression quickly replaced her stunned look. She gave a deliberate cold laugh, leaning back in her chair, clearly expressing her displeasure and disbelief by maintaining a safe distance.

"Mr. Cui," her voice turned completely cold, "if you have nothing else to say, I think we don't need to waste any more time."

"I knew you wouldn't believe me." Cui Shi'an gave a wry smile, his face full of helplessness, but he showed no sign of giving up.

"It's alright." His tone softened, carrying a strange certainty, as if stating a fact that was bound to happen in the future:

"It's normal that you don't believe me. I just want to ask you, from today onwards, if you encounter anything inexplicable or that you find 'strange,' could you please let me know? Even if it's just a dream."

Dream?

These words were like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake, striking precisely at Liu Zhimin's most sensitive secret.

Her outstretched fingers tightened instinctively, and her heart skipped a beat.

Those chaotic, real, sometimes tragic and sometimes beautiful dream scenes flashed through my mind in an instant.

But how could she possibly admit it?

It's even more impossible to tell the other person that I dreamt about them being intimate last night...

He even recited ancient poems that he would never touch in his life...

She suppressed the turmoil within her, deliberately raising her eyes to glare at Cui Shi'an with a hint of scrutiny and displeasure, her tone even colder than before:

"You're not trying to pry into other people's privacy, are you?"

Cui Shi'an sighed. If the other party hadn't actually encountered anything strange, this reaction was to be expected.

But right now, this girl is his only lead, so he has to be cautious and open, even if he's seen as crazy.

"Then... let me tell you another truth."

Choi Si-an decided to use his trump card: "Why do you think I risked my life to save you that day?"

"Why?" Liu Zhimin blurted out, a question that had been troubling her for a long time.

"On the morning of the incident, I had a strange dream..." Cui Shi'an roughly described his dream to her.

For some reason, Liu Zhimin felt inexplicably tense after hearing the story in his dream.

"So you mean you see me as someone from your dreams? You've brought the regret of not being able to save someone in your dreams into reality?"

Cui Shi'an looked up at her and explained softly, "I just think you two look alike..."

These words sent a jolt through Liu Zhimin's heart. He asked casually, "Did she die in the end?"

"He should be dead."

"Should?" Liu Zhimin was very dissatisfied with this answer.

If everything Cui Shi'an said is true, and considering her dreams these past few days, the woman who was shot to death by arrow should be her!

Damn it! It's still a life, how can you describe it with such an irresponsible tone??

Cui Shi'an felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze and quickly added:

"I don't know the specifics... I only know that she was pierced by an arrow... fell down... and then I woke up..."

At this point, Cui Shi'an sighed. Every time he thought of that dream, it made his heart inexplicably heavy.

"By the way, did you find any arrowheads at the scene of the car accident?"

He gestured with his hand: "About this size, triangular."

Liu Zhimin immediately understood what he meant; it wasn't a talisman after all.

Just as she was about to take the items out of her bag to return them, she heard Cui Shi'an say:

"I suspect that thing is also related to my past life. I had a dream about it before, and maybe it was the same arrow that killed her in my dream."

Liu Zhimin paused, then put the arrow he had been holding back down.

Cui Shi'an found her actions somewhat strange: "Didn't you find it?"

Liu Zhimin gave a soft "hmm":

"Didn't find it."