By the time the coworker's wedding ended on the weekend, it was already eight in the evening.
Forced to meet a bunch of men at the wedding, Shang Qinghe hadn't eaten enough at all. It happened to be pouring, and with the thought of cake keeping her alive, she pushed open the door of a café.
Music played in the empty café. Shang Qinghe sat in front of the glass window and opened Weibo.
No one knew that she had a secret crush on a niche blogger, whom she'd followed for 1,345 days.
He had a cool, refined air and wore clear, frameless glasses. He looked like a scholarly bad boy, exactly her type.
Unfortunately, he had stopped posting long ago.
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After Shang Qinghe found out that the café owner was the niche blogger she followed, she kept making excuses to visit and order coffee.
The more often she went, the more she talked with the owner and learned about him.
As they grew closer, Shang Qinghe thought she'd kept her secret identity well hidden and planned to tell the owner one day that she was his fan.
Until one day, Chen Zhao made a cup of the café's newest coffee and handed it to Shang Qinghe. "Today is the 1,500th day you've followed me."
He smiled warmly. "Want to be the lady of the café?"
No one knew that on that stormy night, when Chen Zhao returned to the café, the girl sitting alone by the glass window had seemed oddly familiar.
He was inexplicably reminded of a voice message a fan had sent him on Weibo a few years ago.
"May every year bring you all you wish for, Zhao."
Theme: Do what you love, and love what you do.
