For you, living with your idol means she's hanging on the wall while you lie in bed.
But I have a fortune worth billions, a psychiatric hospital, and the secret identity of a superstar's lover.
My family says I'm crazy and locked me in a psychiatric hospital?
You've got to be kidding! This is clearly the luxury club I built for myself: a private room, fully automated management, and even the doctors have to do as I say.
My fellow patients? They're all extraordinary people with hidden identities:
A quantum physics professor, a retired agent, a genius painter, a martial arts heir... They all say they're crazy, but they're more clearheaded than anyone!
I video-call her every day. She always wears sunglasses and a mask.
She's afraid of paparazzi. She's a superstar. Her name is Jolin Tsai. Yes, she's my wife.
The songs I write for her sweep the charts, and my sweet nothings become trending quotes.
She loves me. She keeps me hidden. She writes songs for me and cries for me.
Everyone thinks I'm crazy.
Only I know I'm the true entertainment mogul pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Until the day she didn't show up.
Until the day I wrote one sentence:
"She doesn't want me anymore."
The moment reality and delusion came crashing down, the whole world went mad...
