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

That evening, Choi Si-an received a call from Yoo Ji-min.

"So you called them to the restroom and gave them a good scolding?"

He rubbed his temples, as if he could picture the scene: the four of them surrounding a little girl…

"What lesson? She spoke so harshly. I just gave her a little warning," Liu Zhimin pouted on the other end of the phone, clearly dissatisfied.

"She's just a child, why bother arguing with her?"

"Hmm?" Liu Zhimin's voice suddenly rose, his eyes narrowing slightly: "You feel sorry for her when I discipline her?"

Even over the phone, Cui Shi'an could almost see her raising her eyebrows, so he could only sigh helplessly: "...It's not about feeling sorry for her, I just think there's no need to make a big deal out of it."

"Making a mountain out of a molehill??" This top K-pop female idol suddenly sat up straight in bed, her fingers unconsciously gripping the corner of the blanket:

"Oh, you want to argue with me again, don't you??"

"Uh..." Sensing her off-key tone, Choi Si-an immediately backed down: "Mian-a-nei..."

"Hmph." She then lay back down, her cheeks still puffed out in anger.

"You know nothing and only rely on your feelings. Didn't you say that the other messengers of hell are watching you? What if this gets out and reporters come looking for trouble? Do you think those messengers of hell will see it?"

Cui Shi'an really wanted to say that the Grim Reaper couldn't determine whether someone was one of the other missing people just by looking at a photo, but her aggressive tone made it impossible to argue back, otherwise who knows what else she might have said.

I want to ask you a question.

"Ask!" she replied curtly, but a hint of curiosity still flashed in her eyes.

Cui Shi steadied himself and cautiously asked, "You... perhaps... were you this fierce to me in a past life?"

Liu Zhimin was taken aback, his cheeks flushing red at a visible speed, then he made a fist gesture towards the air:

"Uh... how would I know? Anyway, every time I dream about you, you look like you're about to die!"

Perhaps realizing she had gone a bit too far, she started humming softly into the phone again, her voice unconsciously carrying a slightly coquettish nasal tone:

"I'm not usually like that, but when I'm around you, I can't help but get angry."

Cui Shi'an was speechless, but a slight smile involuntarily curved his lips: "Then should I apologize to you?"

"Then tell me?"

"Oh, okay, I'm sorry, is that alright now?"

"Tch." She made a face at her phone screen. "Not sincere at all."

Although she spoke with disdain, her eyes were full of laughter. She rolled around on the bed, phone in hand, burying her flushed face in the soft pillow, shifting to a more comfortable position, before lazily saying again:

"Seriously, aren't we disturbing other people by talking on the phone so late?"

"I'm the only one in the dorm." Cui Shi'an glanced at Tian Mingkong's messy bed. That guy went on a date with the internet cafe manager and wouldn't be back tonight.

"But if you want to hang up, then hang up. There's no need for any subtle hints."

"Hmph, so clever of you. I'm hanging up now." She said this, but her finger hovered above the hang-up button without pressing it at all.

Cui Shi'an blinked but didn't speak, because he was holding his breath and listening intently. He could clearly hear her soft breathing through the receiver.

"Are you asleep?" Liu Zhimin couldn't help but speak first, his voice unconsciously softening.

"No?"

"Then why is there no reaction at all?"

"...I was just thinking..." Cui Shi'an looked up at the deep night outside the window, his eyes softening slightly.

"It feels like a dream that I could one day have a phone conversation with a big star like Karina."

Liu Zhimin's mouth was practically stretched to her ears in a wide grin. To keep from laughing out loud, she quickly put her fist in her mouth and bit it down, deliberately adopting a deep, serious tone:

"Didn't you dislike Karina? Why are you saying these flattering things?"

"It feels different..." He lowered his head, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing together.

"Before, we didn't know each other, so I thought it wouldn't matter if I said a few bad things. Now that we know each other, of course..."

"Of course what?" Liu Zhimin held his breath, his eyes filled with anticipation, and even his toes curled up quietly.

Cui Shi'an opened his mouth, then swallowed the two words that were about to come out of his throat. His ears burned slightly, and he coughed lightly to cover it up, saying, "By the way, I saw your poster in the school cafeteria today."

Seeing him suddenly change the subject, Liu Zhimin felt a little disappointed and gave a soft "tsk," but she didn't dwell on it and continued the conversation along with Cui Shi'an's words...

"Really? Which poster? I took pictures of a lot of posters~"

"In the picture where all four people are wearing black, you're sporting that 'water ghost' hairstyle..."

"Oh, you mean that one? That was before..."

Cui Shi'an never imagined that one day he would be like Tian Ming, chatting on the phone with a girl until late at night.

I even looked down on him before, thinking he spoke to girls in such a effeminate way.

When I woke up the next day and reflected on it, I realized that I hadn't been much less formidable the night before.

After he got up, he made a point of checking his phone to see if he had missed any messages.

When I saw Liu Zhimin's name appear in my unread list, I quickly unlocked my screen and tapped on it.

Good morning! I'm up!

Cui Shi'an checked the time; it had been sent about four hours ago.

This means she only slept for three or four hours.

Being an idol must be really tough...

"Yes, I'm up too."

The reply came in less than a minute after the message was sent.

[What a lazy bum! I've already completed the entire itinerary.]

Cui: [Can we rest now?]

↱【No, I still have three appointments today, and I'm on my way there.】

Cui: [You've worked so hard, try to sleep as much as possible while you're on the bus.]

↱【Okay, what are you going to do today?】

Cui: [Let's see how it goes. I'll do a live stream after lunch, otherwise I'll lose followers.]

↱【Tch, just a measly few thousand followers…】

Cui: [Don't peek!]

↱【I'm coming! (●'◡'●)】

Cui: [What exactly is your ID?]

↱【I'm not telling you, hehehe~】

In fact, Cui Shi'an had already roughly guessed her ID.

If it weren't for that "Princess," he would rather rip his head off and let them use it as a football.

But since she doesn't want to talk about it, then forget it.

Anyway, he smiled slightly, a sense of pleasure spreading through his heart as he shared a secret known only to each other.

In short, before the broadcast, Cui Shi'an even washed his hair and tidied himself up in front of the mirror for a while. He also carefully tidied up the background of the broadcast and stuffed the books that were piled up in the drawer.

As soon as the live stream signal lit up, viewers had already taken their spots in the chat. The quickest to act, of course, was [Princess], who had received advance notice.

On a whim, Choi Si-an deliberately curled the corners of his mouth at the camera, his tone clearly teasing:

"Oh my god, Princess, you're so quick! Did you wait specifically for me to start my stream? Do you really like my... stream that much?"

He paused deliberately at the crucial point, as if he could imagine the person on the other side of the screen freezing instantly.

Liu Zhimin nearly dropped his phone in the van, his eyes flashing with an unreasonable glint of malice: "Holy crap... this shake... it was definitely intentional!"

She felt her cheeks burning, and her fingers flew across the screen as she sent out a comment that clearly conveyed her anger and embarrassment:

【↱The host is rambling a lot today! (｀∀´)Ψ】