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...that's it?
Shen Yingying and her roommate stared at each other with wide eyes and, unsurprisingly, both read the same message in the other's gaze—
Yep, it really ended.
But what if they hadn't had enough?!!
Grieving.
Shen Yingying suddenly spoke up, "Hey, Manman, have you noticed... Ming Ge seems a little different?"
Lin Man, the roommate who previously declared a strong dislike for Ming Ge, fell silent at Shen Yingying's question.
She hated Ming Ge.
But a long time ago, she had been a super fan of Sweetheart Girlband.
Whether it was Jiang Xing'er, as aloof as the stars and moon, Yu Ruoxun, the gracefully dancing Ballet Princess, or Ming Ge, the bright and beautiful face of the girlband.
They were all her... her youthful adolescence.
She was a fan of the entire Sweetheart Girlband, not just a fan of individual idolatry.
Then...
Perhaps it was a case of loving too much, hating too deeply.
