True or False (3)
Su Xiaoyu was expressionless.
The man stood beside her, watching me with a faint, ambiguous smile.
It wasn't exactly quiet around us. The nearby residential buildings hummed with noise. It wasn't bedtime yet, and music, voices, and televisions all blended together.
I waited a long while before Su Xiaoyu finally smiled.
"Mm. Why don't you stay here for the night? Dr. Cheng has told you about this place, right? Actually, living here isn't much different from living on Yang Mountain. You can stay on Yang Mountain if you want."
I watched her for a while. She kept up that smile, so I could only shake my head. "No, thanks."
"Oh." Su Xiaoyu's smile faded, and she lowered her eyes.
"In that case, we won't keep you," the man said politely. He said goodbye to us, put an arm around Su Xiaoyu, and left.
I watched them walk away, feeling an absurd sense of helplessness, along with worry and melancholy.
Qin Shu asked tentatively, "That girl is your..."
"We've only met once."
"And that famous star..."
"He's dead," I replied. "He died over there. He's the Ghost King."
Cheng Lin and Qin Shu exchanged a look.
"She probably doesn't know he's the Ghost King. The last time they met, she was just a... fan." My voice grew subdued.
"He only became like this recently," Cheng Lin said. "Her ability may have... gone wrong. Nan Tian appeared out of nowhere, and the two of them quickly became close. Back then, she was still just a fan, I think. Life here is hard for her, and he gave her some comfort... At the time, Nan Tian was like a bionic robot, programmed to follow a set routine. Their conversations were all about his acting, and she even asked him