At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Gu Zhi's toes curled, hooking around his toes, then she touched and released him instantly—

A deal was reached.

I'm really looking forward to a good night's sleep tonight.

She took a small bite of the pasta.

He then licked the cream from the corner of his mouth.

-

……

Three o'clock in the morning.

Ling Yao lay on her bed at home, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The reason I can't sleep is because I feel very frustrated today.

Why the setback?

—I failed to muster the courage.

Looking back to today, it's the day "Seven Colors" performed at Tianlai Livehouse.

As a die-hard fan of "Seven Colors"—or, to be precise, a die-hard fan of "seniors"—Ling Yao makes sure to attend every performance.

Follow all the performance updates of "Seven Colors" and all the social media accounts of their members that I could find.

Those who could spy on others, spyed on them all.

Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to speak with my senior today.

"Ugh."

Ling Yao sighed softly.

I was secretly watching him play the piano in a corner of the crowd, without telling Yui. I had sneaked off there, thinking I'd eat alone and then wait for his performance to get an autograph or even a photo with him...

Unfortunately, from the moment he stepped on stage until the end of the performance, he was surrounded by countless cats!

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was "surrounded by cats"!

Even worse, I was blocked at the door when I was leaving!

“UU and Jiang Nai…”

"Why would they target their senior...?"

Ling Yao couldn't understand it; she only knew that her last chance was gone.

Even speaking to a senior colleague has become a luxury.

It's ridiculous, but to this day, I still haven't added my senior's Fetion account...

It's quite sad.

Of course, being only this sad wouldn't be enough to keep one tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

What's even more tragic is that she pretended to be a passerby, walked past him, and even deliberately bumped into him with her shoulder.

The result was... he didn't react at all, still chatting and laughing with the cats around him, completely unaware.

"My senior has become so numb that he can no longer see me."

"They buried him."

"He is oblivious to anyone else in his field of vision."

"I am just an insignificant nobody in the vast sea of ​​people."

"It feels so bad."

"I'm so hungry."

"It seems like I haven't eaten anything all day."

"Why can't I have a bite too?"

Ling Yao wasn't even sure if he would remember her name when she successfully stood in front of him again and asked for an autograph.

In Yui's words—

"It's hard to send a name, so it's normal if he can't send it to you. If he does manage to send it, you'll be looking for something else."

"For example, the feeling of the body."

"..."

Ling Yao admitted that her desires would continue to rise.

But people always need something to look forward to, right?

Who doesn't crave progress?

Who can stand staying in the same place year after year?

What kind of years have passed? From the first time I saw him on stage at Tianlai and performed with him, several months have passed. In his heart, I am probably just "the one who plays the pink Schecter SD24".

This is absolutely unacceptable, isn't it?

If you put yourself in their shoes, doesn't this mean that you're not even as memorable as your own instrument?

Even your own instrument looks better than you?

"Ugh."

Ling Yao rolled over again, from lying down to face down, resting her chin on the pillow, her little face showing a pained expression.

"No, I can't sleep."

"Let's talk to someone."

Although it was 3 a.m. and disturbing others' rest was not good, she still made this decision.

I opened Fetion and swiped around, only to find that I didn't have many friends left.

It seems that no one but Yui could stay awake during such an eerie time of day.

"Wait, something's not right."

Ling Yao's gaze lingered on the pinned group chat—

A small group of three people, named "Mercury".

When it came to naming her, YUI had the opposite idea, so after careful consideration, the incorrect word order was corrected, resulting in her current name – Mercury.

The combination of "Water Color" and "Silver Travel Ship" has transformed into the current three-person team.

The group has not yet officially debuted, but they have already gone through one round of rehearsals.

Bai Chu has been in the countryside with her grandmother for some time now, and judging by the time I count, she should be back soon.

Ling Yao thought for a moment and decided that she could ask about her condition.

"Chuchu is very sweet and gentle, and her tiny size makes her especially adorable. If I ask her what she's doing, will she reply to me?"

On a whim, she sent Bai Chu a harassing message.

"Chuchu, are you asleep? I can't sleep."

About half a minute later, Chuchu actually replied:

"The signal is bad, we're in the countryside. What's wrong?"

"I'm having some relationship problems... I'd like to ask you for advice. I think Chuchu probably encounters similar issues on a regular basis."

"Oh?"

After hearing this, Bai Chu asked with some curiosity, "Tell me about it?"

"Exactly, you used to be an idol with a huge number of fans, so there must have been many die-hard fans... I'm wondering, do you remember these people's names or faces?"

"...Is that the kind of question?"

This was the first time Bai Chu had heard anyone talk about this, and after a moment's thought, she said definitively, "No."

"what……"

"To be honest, I don't care at all how my fans feel about me. After all, being an idol is my job, but being an idol doesn't mean I have to meet all the needs of my fans."

After all, their needs are endless, and the more you take care of them, the harder they are to satisfy.

Like a spring, it moves forward when it retreats, and backwards when it advances. Therefore, the best approach is to simply ignore it completely.

"!"

This was the first time Ling Yao had ever heard such cold-blooded words.

She never expected that Chuchu could be so ruthless.

But then again, if she were the kind of idol who was keen on interacting with fans, even offline, she probably wouldn't have made it this far and achieved such a high level of artistry in singing.

All of this seems to be interconnected.

"Let me give you a slightly extreme example. Suppose you have a fan who you know in real life, or you've even shared the stage once... In that case, would you remember them?"

"Ok?"

Bai Chu asked in confusion: "I've never shared the stage with my fans, so I might not understand the situation you're describing. But if I had to say who I remember, in real life, I can only remember a very, very small number of people."

She listed them: "My teammates, my agent, my superiors, my family, and my few friends. That's all."

"Yeah……"

"Yes. Memories are precious things, don't you think?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"A person's memory capacity has a limit."

If you remember ineffective things and unimportant people, a large part of your life will be wasted without you even realizing it. So my choice is to allocate my limited memory capacity to people who are worth remembering. That way, I won't be lying on a hospital bed one day, groaning and feeling like I've wasted my life.

"what……"

The explosive viewpoints made Ling Yao reflect deeply.

"You mean I might be worrying about things that have nothing to do with my life, is that right?"