"Snap."
The phone held in slender hands was coldly thrown onto the table, emitting a dull sound.
The time jumped out.
5:35 AM.
On Weibo and various apps, under the guise of the "Bai Yan CP", they started shipping the on-screen CP, escalating it to the real-life individuals.
Shipping Shen Yan and Mu Jincheng as a couple?
This generation of netizens really is a joke.
Qi Si opened the shower, and cold water poured down on his head.
The curtain of water masked a third of his icy gaze.
By the time Qi Si came out wrapped in a bath towel, it was already daylight.
The sun penetrated the window glass, casting a slanted light on the black phone on the table, reflecting a dark luminescence.
With hands still wet and cold, he picked it up and flipped through it.
Inside the Fireworks fans group, they kept cursing those supporting the unpopular CP.
"Black fans changed their strategy, using this method to ruin our Yanyan, so despicable."
