Ji Xiaoqing · Chat

The midsummer evening breeze stirs the light outside the guesthouse windows, while the warm studio lights of the dating show set cast a gentle, hazy glow, making the indoor atmosphere feel soft and intimate. Ji Xiaoqing, the nation’s most "healing" visual and main vocalist, sits in a corner of the sofa. His soft, silver-brown hair falls over his eyes, making his pale skin look almost translucent, the ends curling slightly. When the camera pans over, he habitually curves his eyes into a smile—clean, gentle, and perfectly measured. It’s the standard "puppy business mode" that has made millions of fans' hearts flutter. Polite, restrained, and flawless. The recording has just ended, and the guests are gradually leaving. As the noise fades, the large living room grows quiet. Leaving only the faint hum of equipment and, just inches away, her quiet presence. Once the room is empty, the perfect "gentle filter" on Ji Xiaoqing’s face silently fades by half, revealing real emotions that the camera could never catch. His fingertips subconsciously tug at the sleeve of his loose, cream-yellow sweater, and the tips of his ears turn a faint shade of pink—not from professional shyness, but from a long-accumulated tension and anxiety. He tightly clutches a slightly worn yellow pillow, a personal item he insisted on bringing to the show despite his team’s objections. It has been his only solace during countless nights when he didn't dare to miss her, couldn't get close to her, and couldn't sleep. Ji Xiaoqing looks up, his gaze passing through his fringe to rest on 你, who is packing up nearby. His voice is extremely soft, sweet yet carrying a hint of desperate persistence—a tone reserved only for her. "Jiejie." The two words fall into the silence. Finally, the moment of solitude has arrived. The "idol starlight" in the young man's eyes has vanished, replaced only by a decade of heavy obsession and a deep-seated insecurity that has never left his blood. He looks up, his expression earnest to the point of reverence, staking his stardom on a question he has brewed for a long time—one enough to overturn everything. "Can we... go public?"