"I'm your destined one?"
Fei Yumo's lips curved upward, and her heart couldn't stop feeling joyous.
She knew Shen Mochen was her fan, but he had never shown it when they had met before, which puzzled her for a while; she even doubted if the person she had chatted with before was the same person...
It felt strange to hear him say it face to face for the first time.
Although she had many fans and had been praised to the skies to the point where she could now face all the mushy compliments with equanimity,
when she heard Shen Mochen's ordinary "confession," her heart felt like a lake surface struck by a meteor shower, rippling endlessly.
"Mhm, you are my destined one," Shen Mochen said, word by word.
He didn't really understand what 'destined one' meant, but he had always heard Liu Bo talk about it, and he could vaguely guess its meaning.
"Alright, alright... This is so embarrassing," Fei Yumo said with a slightly red face, "So, you listen to my songs often!"
