Shen Zhiyao chuckled. "Do you know any sasaeng fans? Help me put out a message."
Jin Fan's brain hadn't caught up yet. "Weren't we talking about Kang Naixin? How did we get onto the topic of sasaeng fans?"
Shen Zhiyao took a deep breath. 'This kid is so dense. I can't carry him. I really can't!'
...
Tu Yue finished packing her bags, walked out of the apartment she had shared with her boyfriend for nine years, and began the journey home.
After working hard in the city for so many years, it had been a long time since she had returned to her hometown.
As she stepped into the small courtyard of her family home, Shen Zhiyao's words suddenly came to mind: "Your true love is to the northeast!"
She hadn't paid much attention at the time, but now she realized her hometown was indeed to the northeast.
'Could my true love really be in my hometown?'
