Not Sick

At some point, he started receiving text messages from an unknown number. The sender's tone varied: sometimes caring, sometimes frantic, sometimes gentle, sometimes cold, sometimes irritable...

In Xiang Jingsui's eyes, the person on the other end was a schizophrenic idiot.

A live variety show came out of nowhere. After cursing out his manager in his head for ten hours, he happily packed his things and flew to the filming location.

He had just finished recording his opening greeting when his phone buzzed.

Unknown sender: Xiang Jingsui, we can finally meet.

Unknown sender: ≧∇≦

Xiang Jingsui: ...

When the person behind the unknown texts appeared as a special guest on the show, Xiang Jingsui kept a straight face, nearly dropping his jaw in shock.

Th-this-this-this-this... How is this guy the super-genius singer Wu Yuanzhe?!

Wu Yuanzhe: (^_^)?

Wu Yuanzhe: Why does my wife keep staring at me? (blushes)

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Everyone else: No sharing my fave!

Wu Yuanzhe: I'll saw your fave in half. -_-#

Short story.

One-on-one, both leads are each other's first and only, happy ending.

The bottom has never acted in a romance.

No real-life inspiration, not about a celebrity fan.

October 12, 2026

*Read at your own risk if this isn't your thing.

Theme: Don't forgive suffering, and don't give up hope.