Han Lingxi truly lives up to her reputation as a film queen; her Weibo post immediately garnered thousands of replies.
Han Lingxi opened it and took a look.
"Goddess goes to bed so early, no wonder her skin is so good, I'm in awe."
"The goddess's doll is so cute, it's making my girlish heart flutter."
"I'm in the front row confessing my love for my fairy, please help me up there."
"It's been a long time since Xi Bao posted a selfie, please give her a treat."
...
Han Lingxi flipped through a few messages, then turned off her phone and threw it on the bed.
When the original owner and Yin Duan were dating, they were both very busy and had to avoid paparazzi, so they rarely had time to be together.
The doll was a birthday gift from Yin Duan to Han Lingxi. It was the only time in their three years of dating that Yin Duan accompanied Han Lingxi on her birthday, and it was also the first time they went shopping together to buy it.
"Before we usher in the light, let it accompany you through every day Yin Duan is not here."
This was one of the few times Yin Duan spoke sweet words, which moved Han Lingxi deeply.
"Alright then, let's call it Daidai."
Then Han Lingxi placed it by her bedside, and she would look at it whenever she missed Yin Duan.
Han Lingxi posted on Weibo to see if Yin Duan still cared about her, and to remind Yin Duan of the days they spent together, thus paving the way for her future actions.
Just as Han Lingxi was about to take a beauty nap, she suddenly heard the notification sound of being followed on Weibo, and the sleepy Han Lingxi instantly opened her eyes.
If she remembered correctly, she only paid special attention to one person: Yin Duan.
I opened my phone and saw that Yin Duan had indeed updated her Weibo. It only had two words: "Goodnight," along with a selfie.
Han Lingxi noticed that the necklace Yin Duan was wearing was a birthday gift she had given him—a black crystal cross. Han Lingxi said it was for protection, and Yin Duan complained that she was superstitious, but he still wore it all the time.
Han Lingxi curled her lips into a smile. It seemed that completing the task would be easier than she had imagined. Han Lingxi put down her phone and went to sleep soundly.
On the other side, Yin Duan stood on the balcony playing with his phone. When he heard it ring again late into the night, he sighed softly, "Are you asleep?"
The next day, Han Lingxi got up, nodded to herself in the mirror with satisfaction. She had slept very well the night before, and there was no trace of her crying.
Han Lingxi made herself a simple breakfast, put on some light makeup, and went out.
The car stopped in front of the gate of Century Film and Television Company, where Han Lingxi works and where Liu Mengni auditioned today.
"Which floor is the audition for 'Sealing the Demon' on?"
Han Lingxi walked into the lobby and asked the receptionist with a slight smile.
"Oh... Sister Xi, the audition for 'Sealing Demons' is on the seventeenth floor."
The receptionist was stunned for a moment when she saw Han Lingxi, not expecting her to be so approachable.
"Thanks."
Upon hearing the receptionist say it was on the seventeenth floor, Han Lingxi politely thanked her and then turned to walk towards the elevator.
The receptionist watched Han Lingxi enter the elevator, then pulled another receptionist who had just gone to the restroom aside.
"Xiaojing, I just saw Han Lingxi. She has no airs of a celebrity at all."
"You don't know if you're new here, but Sister Xi in our company is known for her good temper, unlike those new little stars who are already arrogant even before they've made it big."
Xiao Jing spoke in the tone of a senior.
"That's right, that little singer named Liu something just went up there, and she acted like talking to me was a favor to me."
"Don't be angry, that's how our work is, just bear with it."
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