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

Jin Dongtian noticed that the captain had only gone to the restroom, and when he came back, his eyes and brows were filled with an undisguised lightness.

She was about to go over and tease her about whether she had found money when Ningning pulled her to a corner.

"What's wrong?" Jin Dongtian muttered in dissatisfaction.

Ningning held up two fingers and lowered her voice mysteriously:

Do you know what two things in this world can't be hidden?

"What?"

"Poverty, and—" she drawled, gesturing towards Liu Zhimin, "—love."

"Huh?!" Kim Dong-won's eyes widened as she looked back in disbelief at Yoo Ji-min, who was humming a song in front of the mirror, before turning back again.

"You mean, unnie is really... in a relationship?!"

"Otherwise what?" Ningning had a "does that even need asking?" look on her face.

"With that... Choi Si-an?"

"Who else could it be but him?"

"But..." Jin Dongtian still hesitated, "The other person isn't a celebrity, just a small-time streamer with no real fame..."

"Oh my!" Ningning immediately seized the opportunity and exaggeratedly covered her mouth:

"So, even we have our prejudices about love in the winter? Tsk tsk, I never knew you were this kind of person!"

"I didn't!" Jin Dongtian hurriedly protested, "What I meant was..."

"What are you two whispering about over there?" Liu Zhimin's voice came through the mirror, carrying a hint of barely perceptible wariness.

"Hehe, it's nothing~" Ningning immediately put on an innocent smile and casually tugged at Jin Dongtian's clothes.

The latter quickly forced a slightly stiff, sheepish smile.

Liu Zhimin glanced at them in the mirror, but didn't ask any further questions. She simply continued to calmly touch up her makeup, and casually said:

"I might have to go out a little later, remember to cover for me."

Upon hearing this, Ningning and Jin Dongtian quickly exchanged a glance.

The former's face clearly said, "See? I told you so!"

The latter, on the other hand, looked as if his worldview had been shaken.

"Unnie's going out again?" Kim Dong-won couldn't help but ask, "Then... will you be back tonight?"

Liu Zhimin's hand, which was applying eyeliner, paused almost imperceptibly before resuming its smooth flow, his tone remaining calm: "We'll see how things go then."

Seeing the two of them instantly open their mouths in an "O" shape,

Liu Zhimin rolled his eyes inwardly.

These two girls are always thinking about unhealthy things!

She just felt that if Cui Shi'an was going out to "fight monsters" again tonight, she would definitely have to go with him to see what it was like.

After that incident, although she still had an instinctive fear of the unknown, the thought of the evil spirit's mournful howls and its pathetic retreat when she scattered rice gave her a strange sense of relief.

Isn't this exactly the same as that recent animated movie where a female idol fights monsters?

It felt like she had truly become the female protagonist of a shonen anime, accidentally encountering a seemingly ordinary male college student who harbored a secret in her ordinary daily life...

Well, come to think of it, he doesn't seem to be all that "ordinary".

Liu Zhimin stood outside the coffee shop window, quietly observing the figure inside quietly drinking coffee, and silently drew a conclusion.

At least in terms of height and appearance, he's much better than the short, dark-skinned male protagonists in most action anime.

But why did he arrive so early again?

Liu Zhimin raised his hand to check his watch. He had arrived fifteen minutes early, but he hadn't expected the other person to arrive even earlier.

Are you so eager to see me? A secret sense of smugness welled up inside her.

Did you start to feel flustered and nervous after you found out that I am Karina?

At that moment, she suddenly remembered something a senior member of Kara had said: "Don't be fooled by those haters who criticize me online every day. If we were to bump into each other in real life, they'd all be eager to take a picture and ask for an autograph."

Oh man.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously straightened her back, tossed her long hair back gracefully, pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop, and walked with a confident air of "not recognizing anyone."

"You're here so early?" She skipped the formalities, picked up her bag, and sat down opposite him with a casual air, her gaze sweeping over Cui Shi'an's face:

"How is your injury? Did you go to the hospital?"

"It has fully recovered."

"Fully recovered?" Liu Zhimin's eyes above his mask scanned him suspiciously.

He was clearly badly injured that night; the bloodstains and disheveled state were clearly visible.

"So fast? What about your leg? Is it better now?"

"Okay, all done." Cui Shi'an nodded with a smile, seemingly seeing through her doubts. "You find it amazing, right?"

Liu Zhimin wanted to admit it, but then realized he couldn't let himself be led by the nose. Suddenly, he changed the subject, his tone sly: "By the way, what year were you born?"

Cui Shi'an was taken aback. Although he didn't understand, he still answered honestly, "2001..."

"Really?" A glint of triumph flashed in her eyes. She gracefully crossed her legs, leaned back in her chair, and announced in a slightly teasing tone, "I was born in 2000."

"So what?" Cui Shi'an was still puzzled.

"What do you mean, 'so'?" She raised an eyebrow slightly, leaned forward a little, and looked at me with an undeniable air of authority. "I'm older than you, you should call me Nuna."

"..." Cui Shi'an was speechless for a moment.

He actually disliked the Peninsula people's habit of insisting on clarifying seniority upon first meeting. What's wrong with being a year or two older?

Is it really that great to eat rice for a few more years?

"Aren't you even a little bit curious?"

"Even if I don't ask, you'll tell me anyway, right?" she replied confidently.

"..." Cui Shi'an was momentarily speechless, so he had to change his approach to get to the point:

"Did you find out something? Is that why you came to see me that night?"

"Hmm." She responded softly and said no more, watching him with a leisurely air, as if waiting for him to continue.

Helpless, Cui Shi'an could only speculate again: "It's a dream, right? That arrowhead will leave a mark of the soul from the previous life, so it will reveal scenes from the previous life through dreams."

Upon hearing the word "dream," intimate and romantic images involuntarily flashed through Liu Zhimin's mind, her heart skipped a beat, and her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible tension:

"So... what did you dream about?"

"I..." Cui Shi'an shook his head regretfully, "I haven't dreamed about anything these past two days. It's probably because my body... has become a little strange."

"Your health?" Liu Zhimin's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze fell on him with concern again: "What happened to your health? Didn't you fully recover?"