"Xiao Lu!" Lin Xiaoling ran over and grabbed Ou Lu.
She sized her up and down, then scanned the surroundings.
"Eh? Where's that Meng guy?"
"He left." Ou Lu looked towards the theater's entrance with a rather strange expression on her face.
At that spot, the man's back had just disappeared from view.
"He left?" Lin Xiaoling was taken aback.
He was just pestering you relentlessly, and now he's gone just like that? So decisive?
"Sorry, sorry! I was only focused on chasing after my idol for an autograph, did you see my idol? Ah~ So handsome! That profile, that physique, that voice... Oh right! He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
Lin Xiaoling's mind was still toggling between the reality of fangirling and the actual situation, changing faces at an astonishing speed.
"What are you talking about, it's broad daylight here, and besides, he doesn't look like a bad person to me."
