Chapter 2The Idol's Secret

Liam is a top idol with millions of fans, and I am his fan.

At a fan meeting, like many fans, I was crazy about him offstage.

I was suddenly hit by the goddess of luck and got the chance to interact with my idol on stage.

At that time, a close contact, a simple hug.

A few warm words of concern were enough to make me feel lightheaded.

For the first time, I felt that human satisfaction and happiness were embodied.

Later, after graduation, I interned in the art group of the crew. Liam happened to be the male lead of that drama.

So I often found opportunities to get close to Liam, and he didn't seem to dislike me.

Later, we added each other on WeChat. Back and forth, we gradually became lovers doing all intimate things.

However, "lovers" was just what I thought.

In Liam's eyes, I was more like a canary he kept, an underground lover who couldn't see the light of day.

I fell deeper and deeper into this relationship, unable to extricate myself. Suddenly, I discovered that Liam had a dead childhood sweetheart.

And I looked at least 80% like her.

This relationship was unequal from the beginning.

He was a high-and-mighty idol, and I was a fan who admired and was obsessed with him, humble to the dust.

But I always thought he at least liked me.

Unexpectedly, his little liking for me was also because of another woman.

My friend asked me, why could I continue to maintain such a relationship with him for six years after discovering I was a substitute?

Probably because I was greedy for money and lust.

Being with Liam, except for a little dignity, I didn't seem to suffer any loss.

He was good in bed, handsome, and gave me money to spend.

However, a few days ago, I was still trying to figure out how to put off my parents and avoid their urging for marriage.

At this moment, I suddenly felt tired.

Maybe my mom was right. I'm old enough to plan for my future.

Even if I don't get married, I can't continue to entangle endlessly like this.

What's more, Liam will sooner or later meet a girl who looks more like his dead ex-girlfriend than me.

Leaving proactively is better than waiting to be abandoned.

This night, I wasn't sad for long. When Liam finished smoking and returned to the bedroom, I was already asleep.

I woke up suddenly in the second half of the night, only to find Liam sleeping soundly with his long arms and legs wrapping around me.