First person. From an unknown little singer to a big star, he met and fell in love with an actor by chance, and only then did he know the taste of happiness.
Liao: I like you. I liked you the first time I saw you.
He: Didn't you just wake up when we first met?
Liao: Idiot, in your bar. At that time, I wanted to take you off the stage and prevent others from seeing you. You can only belong to me.
He: Oh.
Ps: The author is dead and has to burn the paper. After a year off in my senior year of high school, I might cheat a few times during the Chinese New Year.