'I want to say I'm sorry once more. I sincerely apologize for the distress I've caused', you say with a pout on your face. You stare at your favourite idol with blinking puppy eyes. Clearly holding in is anger, Gu Jiacheng just answers coldly: 'I came to the hospital since I got injured. Seriously, all I really needed was a minor surgery. Instead of giving me proper treatment, they sent me to internal medicine and let an assistant clean the wound. I still need the surgery.'
Since he doesn't mention your behavior, you figure he accepted the apologies. Relieved, you say what first comes to your mind: 'I can help you contact an orthopedic. I'm very close with him. I just need to call.' 'There is no time for that. I need to leave in some minutes. I have one show left today. After finishing my schedule, I still need to catch a plane', he responds. Hearing those words makes your inner fangirl freak out. That devotion! That self-sacrifice!
Nonetheless, the sense of guilt takes over. 'You are injured, yet you're still going to prepare that activity for us. I'm so grateful to be your fan', you say emotionally. Moved to tears by Gu Jiacheng's dedication, you give him a look full of admiration. 'You're my fan?', the singer asks rhetorically.
Not getting the nuance, you enthusiastically answer: 'Of course! I'm the leader of your fan club in Dongbei.' A little surprised by your straightforwardness, Gu Jiacheng lets out a small chuckle. 'Here. Thanks for the good care. Keep up the good work', he says while leaving. Now there's only you left .... With some VIP tickets in your hand.
Back home, you go to your sleeping room and lie down on bed. The scenes of this weird day play in your head. Not wanting to look, you throw yourself on the ground. AS expected, the pain is all it takes to get you back to normal. 'I will not let this ruin my day', you say out loud, 'I have a concert to attend!'. Time to start the preparations: a facial mask, putting on your favourite outfit ... These little things make your worries disappear for a while. Going through the choreo, you sing along: 'I bravely move forward on this journey. I'll bring out my own attitude!'
You grab the tickets and put them in your bag. Seeing the light stick aka taser you always carry with you, you sigh. Still a tiny bit frustrated, you push the button. We want what we want starts to play accompanied by the zoom of 3 Volt electric shocks. You sure are ready to go now. You walk out and wave happily to hail a cab.
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Oh! My Emperor
Fanfiction'Kill her', is Gu Jiacheng 2.0's answer. Brief yet concise. As a reaction to this statement, a slender man steps forward. He seems to be part of this group: he's dressed the same way, but the colour he wears somehow makes him stand out. It's deep pu...
