Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Although Liu Zimu was grilling the meat, it still burned.

He put the charred pork belly into his own bowl, and gave the better-roasted pieces to Choi Sulli.

"In 2019, Liu Zimu was 28 years old, a typical Chinese office worker, earning 5,200 yuan a month, with no house and no car." Cui Xueli counted on her fingers as if reciting a text, "He wanted to quit his job as soon as he opened his eyes, and worried about being late as soon as he closed them. He had never been in a relationship, had only one relationship, and was dumped. His online reputation in China was similar to that in your world: the age of a single aristocrat, the life of a single dog."

"By the way, you've been to quite a few of those places!" Choi Sulli said, giving him a glare before adding insult to injury, "You didn't even like the girls who pursued you, but all the innocent girls you chased blocked you."

"I've finished eating, I'm going back now." Liu Zimu put down his chopsticks.

What's the point of eating this?!

"Oppa, don't be angry, sit down." Choi Sulli pressed him down.

"What else do you know about me?" Liu Zimu's tone had already given up.

Choi Sulli placed another piece of raw meat on the baking tray, and it sizzled.

Oil splattered on the back of her hand, but she didn't flinch.

His eyes were fixed on Liu Zimu.

"I know a lot."

"For example, there are always a few days each month when you feel so down that you don't want to talk, but when you receive a call from your parents, you still have to smile and say that you're fine."

Liu Zimu's hands clenched tightly under the table: "When did my parents become our parents?"

"Don't worry about the details, it's bound to happen sooner or later!" Choi Sulli said with a grin.

The air was still for a few seconds.

"And..." Choi Sulli paused.

"That's enough." Liu Zimu raised his hand.

Choi Sulli ignored him.

"In that world, your room was always a mess. Clothes were thrown on the chair, takeout containers were piled on the table, and the trash can was right next to you, but you were just lazy."

Liu Zimu stared at the meat on the grill, blood flowing out, as if it were his own heart's blood.

"You only go to the pharmacy to buy medicine when you're sick and can't handle it yourself." Choi Sulli's voice suddenly changed, filled with heartache. "You've turned your life into a compromise, and you've made compromise a habit."

"I've lived that kind of life before. The only difference is that I had money, so I could hire people to take care of me."

Liu Zimu was speechless.

This damn system, where is my privacy?

"In that world, when I committed suicide, you actually knew the reason in your heart, because you had the same thought."

The noise from the barbecue restaurant seemed to have faded into the distance.

She added that the smoke from the barbecue had already enveloped him and Sulli like a shell.

Liu Zimu finally raised his head, and there was a familiar light in Cui Xueli's eyes.

"You know what," Liu Zimu began, his voice a little hoarse, "this feeling is awful."

"I know, that's why I like being with you." Choi Sulli glanced at him.

Liu Zimu shook his head: "Truth, your feelings for me are just a misconception. I want to go back to China because I don't know if my parents are still alive. I haven't been able to get through to them on the phone lately, and I want to go back and see them. The peninsula might just be a stopover for me."

"It's okay, I'll go with you. Wherever you go, I'll go. I don't care about anything else." Choi Sulli put down her chopsticks, picked up her soju glass, and downed it in one gulp.

Then the two of them just looked at each other.

One is suspected of having a mental illness, and the other is diagnosed as insane.

They definitely should be put together.

"When did your depression start?" Choi Sulli suddenly asked.

"Don't you know?" he said, glancing at her.

"But I want to hear it from you." This is an affirmative statement.

Liu Zimu remained silent.

"Oppa, you never go to the hospital, you never see a therapist. You carry everything on your own, thinking that you'll get through it eventually. But you know you can't carry it all, right?"

The meat is burnt again.

"Choi Jinri, have you said enough?" Liu Zimu said, head down.

"That's not enough," Choi Sulli persisted. "You and I are the same kind of people. We're both acting. You play a normal person, and I play a madman, but we're essentially the same."

"What is its essence?"

"A piece of ice." Choi Sulli smiled, but tears streamed down her face. "A shattered piece of ice."

Liu Zimu did not refute.

Because what she said was true.

In my past life, I was having a hard time. I was eating instant noodles when I started staring blankly at the screen. Suddenly, my nose started to sting, but I couldn't cry.

Just like she said.

Choi Sulli reached out and took his hand, their fingers intertwined.

Her hands were cold.

"Liu Zimu".

Liu Zimu looked at her.

Do you know what my first reaction was after seeing your memories?

"shame."

"Hmph~ No." She shook her head. "It's envy."

"Envious of me? You may not be doing very well, but you're still much richer than me."

"You're so shallow. You have parents and a good friend in that world. You think you're living a terrible life, but you're already living better than so many people. You just don't know it."

Liu Zimu flipped the meat over, his hand trembling slightly as he looked at the burnt bits.

"I'll feel embarrassed if you praise me like that," he tried to change the subject.

But Sulli ignored him.

"I bet you're thinking about all those things from the past. You feel like you're not good enough to be pursued by a female celebrity like me, and you think that you were just lucky to get to this place."

Liu Zimu smiled at her: "Cui Zhenli, you still don't understand me enough. At least, you don't understand me right now."

Sulli rested her head on his shoulder: "Whatever. All I know is that in this world, only you and I are the same kind of people; no one else is. They wouldn't understand; they wouldn't understand the bond between us."

"Choi Jinri."

"When you were sad before, did you ever want to die?"

"You think about it every day, don't you?"

"And now?"

"Now?" Choi Sulli smiled. "Now I want to live, I always have."

Liu Zimu looked at her and gently ruffled her hair.

"You're right! Now you can pursue a better career as an artist, and you can live the life you want."

"As for me, I have no interest in becoming a very, very rich person. I am very content now and just want to go back to China to see if there are any familiar faces there."

"Truth is in the truth; your current mindset is simply that you've found someone like you."

Do you really think that if two people who were broken in their past lives are put together now, they won't break again?

Choi Sulli tightened her grip, her fingers digging even deeper into his.

This time, Liu Zimu did not dodge.

"That's right, the ice might still break. But in this world that suddenly feels so unfamiliar to me, I still feel that you and I are a perfect match." Choi Sulli cried even harder. "To be precise, in this world, only the two of us know where the other came from, only the two of us know each other's most vulnerable side."

"There are so many celebrities and so many fans in this world, but no one will truly care about me. I know only you will. And only I will care about you."

"Because we are all defective products of that world."

"Now that the world has given us new accounts, wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't coordinate our attacks?"

Liu Zimu looked at her, her eyes filled with determination.

It's like a drowning person deciding to grab onto another piece of driftwood.

"But I haven't..."

"I know," Choi Sulli interrupted him, "You haven't fallen in love with me yet, but you can't escape."

"Why can't I escape?"

"Because I'm the only person in this world you can confide in without reservation, the only one who knows your secrets." She shook their clasped hands. "Is this evidence enough?"

"You're pretty arrogant." Liu Zimu was speechless.

"I've died once, of course I'm going crazy."

She picked up a piece of charred meat and placed it on his plate, then picked up a piece for herself and ate it, her lips immediately turning black with char. "Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry. I have a lifetime to wear you down."

Liu Zimu also ate the burnt meat and then laughed.