To reach the restaurant, they had to cross a bustling square—taxis couldn’t drive through. At this hour, the area was packed with people, and various brands had set up promotional booths, making it even more crowded.

Tao Yijing noticed that Mosheng’s pace was gradually slowing down. She turned back and urged, “Come on, we’re going to be late for work.”

“Okay,” Mosheng replied faintly.But her eyes looked distant, unfocused—clearly her mind was elsewhere.Curious, Tao Yijing asked, “What are you thinking about?”

“Huh?” Mosheng seemed startled, pulled from her thoughts. Her voice was tinged with melancholy. “Oh… it’s nothing. I just remembered something… I met him here once. A classmate got lost in the crowd, and I spent ages looking for him. I told him that if we ever got separated again, I’d climb onto a display stand.”

“Why would you do that?”

“He asked the same thing,” Mosheng said with a bittersweet smile. “I told him, ‘If I can’t find you, I’ll stand somewhere noticeable so you can find me.’”She paused. Did He Yichen appear on TV for the same reason? So she’d see him… and go find him?

Was he the one standing in the spotlight now?

Or was she just imagining things again—reading too much into everything?

“Who is it that you like?” Tao Yijing asked gently.

Mosheng didn’t respond right away. But after a long pause, she quietly murmured, “…Someone I loved very much.”