Li Yuhao simply registered an account using his real name and posted a message, which was so full of sarcasm that it scared him into immediately shutting down the Girls' Generation fan club and running away. After putting down his phone, Li Yuhao propped his head up with his hands and began to think about how he had been in this world for almost half a year. Apart from being busy, he really hadn't felt anything. Now, he had love. He had also met big stars whom he could only see on TV or the internet before.
Li Yuhao felt a bit regretful because, although he didn't have much money when he first came, he had plenty of free time. But now that he had started to earn a decent living, he no longer had any free time.
Seoul, a vast city, had only seen him visit Myeongdong once and Seoul National University, which wasn't a tourist spot. He hadn't even been to Namsan Tower, which could be seen from anywhere in Seoul. However, Namsan Tower was a place for couples, and for a single person like Li Yuhao, going there would only mean enjoying the wind, with nothing else to do.
Now, with Park In-jeong, they could sweetly experience the romance of Namsan Tower and the beautiful night views of Seoul. But... because he was a public figure, he couldn't go to crowded places. Li Yuhao sighed slightly, thinking of the classic saying, "There is a gain and a loss." When you gain something, you lose something else. Li Yuhao gained popularity but lost his freedom.
Li Yuhao suddenly felt like a bird that had been caged for a long time, with his fans being the bars of the cage that bound him. Was he trading his freedom for money? Suddenly, Li Yuhao felt very lost and got out of bed to go to the balcony.
The rising sun hung over the rooftops in the distance. Li Yuhao leaned on the balcony, watching people below going to work or buying groceries. He suddenly had a strange feeling, a desire to escape from all of this. Li Yuhao yearned for freedom, hoping he could walk the streets freely like an ordinary person, eat what he wanted, see what he wanted, and do what he wanted.
Looking at the people below, they could breathe freely, hold hands with their loved ones without caring about others' gazes, share a drink with two straws, and even embrace tightly in public.
At this moment, Li Yuhao asked himself, "Is this 'trade' what I want? Without freedom, I'm almost losing my soul to the invisible shackles. Is all of this worth it?" The more he thought, the more he became obsessed. His mind was stuck in a dead end.
Li Yuhao asked himself again, "If I had followed my professor's recommendation and worked at a securities company or a bank, enjoying a fixed work schedule from 9 to 5, and after work, I could freely hang out with colleagues and friends, have dinner, sing karaoke, and then find a good wife to live a simple and happy life, would that be better than losing my freedom now? Can I ever return to my original world?"
This was the first time Li Yuhao critically examined his choices and began to doubt them. Was it worth it, or not? He couldn't say for sure, and he felt lost...
At this moment, Park In-jeong came to Li Yuhao's side, but he was completely unaware of her arrival. Seeing Li Yuhao leaning on the balcony railing, staring blankly at a spot, Park In-jeong patted his shoulder, "Yuhao, what's wrong?"
Li Yuhao turned his head to look at Park In-jeong, his eyes hollow and frightening. He said, "In-jeong, if I jump from here, will I go to that world?"
Park In-jeong's face turned pale at Li Yuhao's words. She clung to his arm, afraid he might do something rash. "Yuhao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. What's going on? What happened to you?"
Li Yuhao also asked Park In-jeong, "Do you think it's worth it to become a star and lose our freedom, to the point where we can't even go shopping? Is it really worth it?"
"Yuhao, let's go back to the room and talk about this," Park In-jeong said, pulling Li Yuhao back inside.
Back in the room, Park In-jeong still didn't let go of Li Yuhao's arm. She pulled him to sit on the sofa and asked, "Do you like the feeling of standing on stage?"
"Stage? Feeling?" Li Yuhao frowned, recalling the concert he had with Avril, where he stood on stage with tens of thousands of people screaming below. The scene then shifted to his usual commercial performances, where the "feathers" shouted his name. That feeling, that passion, that indescribable emotion instantly pulled Li Yuhao out of his confusion.
"Yes, I like performing on stage for everyone. I like the feeling of being called by my name on stage. I like the stage, and I don't regret it!!" After saying this, Li Yuhao turned to look at Park In-jeong and smiled. "Thank you, In-jeong." Then he suddenly hugged her and kissed her.
Surprised by Li Yuhao's sudden kiss, Park In-jeong's eyes widened. Then she slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed his kiss. Li Yuhao slowly opened her lips, and their tongues intertwined, both enjoying the love that could melt the entire Arctic. Li Yuhao's hand slowly moved up from Park In-jeong's waist, just as it was about to reach her chest, the doorbell rang.
Startled by the doorbell, Park In-jeong came to her senses and immediately pushed Li Yuhao away, blushing and fleeing into the kitchen, leaving behind the words, "Come and have breakfast. I made some ramen for you."
Li Yuhao also said in frustration, "Really... every time it's like this. Yesterday, when we were about to kiss, the phone rang. Today, when we were about to... the doorbell rang." Li Yuhao walked to the door in a bad mood, "Who is it?"
Opening the door, he saw his agent. "Uncle, did you come to my dorm to have breakfast?"
"Is it still early? I came to call you because we need to leave soon."
Li Yuhao returned to the room in frustration, "I know, let me eat a bit first." Then he went into the kitchen, where Park In-jeong was carefully packing food into a lunch box. Seeing the burnt ramen on the table, Li Yuhao looked at Park In-jeong's back and said, "Can you really cook ramen?"
Park In-jeong turned around and saw the burnt ramen, remembering that she had originally come to call Li Yuhao for breakfast. But what had he been thinking at the time? Then the two of them... and time had passed. Park In-jeong said in frustration, "Is it my fault the ramen is burnt? I was going to call you for breakfast, but..."
Before Park In-jeong could finish, Li Yuhao picked up his chopsticks and quickly ate two large mouthfuls of ramen. Park In-jeong, both angry and amused, said, "It's burnt like this, don't eat it. I'll cook you a new one."
"It's too late. My agent is here to take me to work. I'll just eat this." Li Yuhao replied and ate another two large mouthfuls of ramen, finishing it off.
At this moment, Li Yuhao's agent came in and saw him eating, nodding at Park In-jeong. Park In-jeong smiled and greeted him, "Hello."
Li Yuhao's agent smiled and went to wait in the living room. Li Yuhao quickly finished his ramen and asked Park In-jeong, "Are you going to the company to practice today?"
"I... I'll go today. Otherwise, they'll worry about me. Besides, my phone is still with the president, and I need to get it back."
"Okay... go then. I'll call you when I finish work tonight. I'll come to the company to pick you up. I'm going to work now. Call me if anything happens. I'm leaving..."
"Wait, here's your lunch box. Take it."
Li Yuhao smiled, took the lovingly prepared lunch box from Park In-jeong, put on a coat, and followed his agent out.
After leaving the dorm, Li Yuhao and his agent got into the elevator. The agent asked, "Are you two really dating?"
"Yes, what's the problem? Are you jealous, Uncle?" Li Yuhao showed off the lunch box in his hand.
The agent laughed, "Hahaha... jealous? At this stage, women are all very virtuous. But after getting married and having kids... hehe, lunch box? You'll have to buy your own meals outside." The agent sighed, "Ah... then he patted Li Yuhao's shoulder, a feeling that was hard to describe.
Li Yuhao said guiltily, "That's just your bad luck. I think your wife is pretty nice."
"Hehe... in the few days before my salary is paid, she's really nice, thinking of everything for me. Even if I work late, she waits for me to come home before going to bed. But once I hand over my salary... the treatment drops sharply. This is all from experience. Remember, never let your wife manage the finances. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble."
"Uncle, don't you have a secret stash? You got a good bonus this time, right? Didn't you keep some for yourself?"
"Forget it, a secret stash? I have one salary card and one bonus card, both handed over. She gave me a secondary credit card..."