Rong City, a certain hotel
Su Xiaoya lay on the sofa, holding her phone with a goofy smile on her face.
If you call me Xiao Ya, I'll just smile.
I hope you stay happy every day too.
Lan Yening's reply came quickly—a string of long, smiling emojis.
Staring at the screen, Su Xiaoya seemed to see the breathtakingly beautiful face of her "brother" before her eyes.
Her fingers darted across the screen as she typed:
"Actually, I was never into idol-chasing. I always thought fans were silly before."
"But after meeting you, I finally understand why those girls chase idols."
"From now on, you can treat me like a friend—like one of your inner circle. Saying that won't make you upset, right?"
Lan Yening replied: "Of course not, I'm your male 'bestie.'"
"Haha, then if you ever feel unhappy, you can talk to me about it. I'm not a crazy fan; I just purely admire and 'like' you."
"I know you feel the same way about me. Just thinking about how you call me Xiao Ya makes me smile."
