"Let's talk when we meet." Some things can't be explained in a few words.
"Meet at the entrance of New Delight City at eight tomorrow. Don't be late."
Bella Green agreed and then hung up the phone.
She tossed the old phone aside and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
In the past life, she initially entered this circle just to earn some part-time money, never expecting to develop such a passion for this career.
Through different identities, she experienced the bittersweet of life, witnessing life's various states.
Like an addict, she was fanatically immersed in a fictional role, recklessly venting emotions that didn't belong to her, as if to vent the crushing pain from reality.
Finding her self-worth in these fictional roles with an almost pathological zeal, numbing herself with those tragic characters, making herself feel not so unfortunate.
