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Her friend was obsessed with Chi Zhousheng, an original musician who had recently shot to fame, so Shi Jueyin accompanied her to one of his offline events.
The venue was packed, and fans' shouts rose and fell all around them.
On the stage, Chi Zhousheng wore a white shirt and black trousers, his delicate features as picturesque as ever, a wooden guitar cradled in his arms.
From the start, her friend suddenly had an emergency and had to leave. She handed Shi Jueyin her camera and begged her to take pictures for the rest of the event.
Her friend tugged at her sleeve, pleading, “Miss Shi, please! Didn't you spend a long time as a fansite photographer in H Country?”
Miss Shi's expression stiffened. The usually haughty, outspoken woman was at a loss for words for a long moment.
No one knew that during those two years in H Country, she'd been Chi Zhousheng's fansite photographer.
Back then, Chi Zhousheng hadn't yet gone by that name.
*
At dusk, the family driver came to pick Shi Jueyin up. They got caught in traffic on the way home, and she received a text from an unknown number.
The sender's tone was mocking:
“Didn't you say you'd never take my picture again for the rest of your life?”
Chi Zhousheng.
She couldn't be bothered to reply. She blocked the number, quick and decisive.
Who could have guessed that less than three minutes later, another text would arrive from a new number?
“You came to see me and still blocked me? What's with the act?”
She repeated the same blocking routine, even faster this time.
She had barely enjoyed a minute of peace when he changed numbers again and texted her:
“Shi Jueyin, am I your dog?”
He seemed to have an endless supply of phone numbers. Shi Jueyin stopped blocking him and began scrolling through her photo gallery, expressionless.
She found a photo taken a couple of days ago at a gathering her friend had organized, with the handsome young idol from the boy band she'd been following last year.
In the photo, the young idol had an arm around her shoulders. She was flashing a peace sign at the camera, her beautiful eyes crinkled with laughter.
She sent him the photo and replied:
“Yes.”
“But you're a dog I don't want anymore.”
*
After “running into” Chi Zhousheng downstairs in her residential complex yet again, Shi Jueyin finally lost patience and asked him, “Chi Zhousheng, what exactly are you trying to do?”
“Am I not allowed to take a walk around my own neighborhood?” He looked at her from beneath half-lowered lids, his manner lazy.
Shi Jueyin started to walk away. Chi Zhousheng grabbed her wrist.
His dark gaze settled on her, and he called her name in a hoarse voice. “Shi Jueyin...”
“Have a little pity on me. What kind of owner really abandons the dog she raised?”
“Even if...” His voice faltered. “Even if you already have plenty of other dogs.”
A lovesick, obsessive musician hero x a haughty, rich-and-beautiful young lady and heartbreaker heroine
A sweet romance for the heroine, an angst-filled story for the hero =w=
Please don't project the characters' behavior onto real life.
Archived 2024.5.23
Theme: Developing a healthy view of love
The Sick Dog's Inheritance
The Superpower Is Love at First Sight
The Empress Dowager Is Always So Coldhearted
Resurrect That White Moonlight
I Help My Senior Brother Cultivate the Ruthless Dao
Ex-Husbands, Stop Fighting
What Does He Have That I Don’t?