For several days in a row, nothing happened.

The storm Chen Yubo had expected never came. Aside from being held at gunpoint at the very beginning, the following days of his life in the villa were almost peaceful. As he fed the cats and basked in the sun, he nearly thought he’d been forgotten.

Looking at the sunset outside the window, Chen Yubo sighed in relief. “Feels kind of relaxing, actually. Could it be that no one even remembers me anymore?”

Ji Jue nodded helplessly. “Yeah, sure, totally.” 

The blond kid looked like he wanted to say something but held it back. A Yi lowered his head and pretended not to hear. As for An Ran, he hadn’t been gaming at all lately. Instead, he’d gotten hooked on reality shows, using Chen Yubo’s premium account to binge variety programs on the TV with intense focus. Whenever a good-looking idol showed up, he’d pause the show, turn around, and compare them with Ji Jue. Something about that just felt… off.

Ji Jue scratched his head. Those looks were getting weirder and weirder...