chapter 2

The Wish Blogger is called Xiao Qin. She is thin and petite.

She sat in front of me.

She looked very uneasy.

No, I should say she was about to cry.

“Sister Zhu Yuan, I didn’t expect it to be you, you really…” Her eyes were red, as if she simply couldn’t accept it. “I really love the dramas you acted in.”

“Mm, you could say I’m pretty good at everything, but if I get sick, it’s always something big. I have several kinds of cancer in my body.”

I pulled out a tissue and handed it to her. “The doctor said I probably only have about half a year left.”

Her phone was still pointed at me: “So, this is the real reason you left the industry?”

“Mm, I can’t film anymore. Endless chemotherapy has drained me of energy. And…” I smiled, “Too many media outlets have published proof that I’ve gone bald.”

This was the first time I took off my wig in front of the camera.

Under the wig, there were only a few sparse hairs, my whole scalp clearly visible, a bit like Qiu Qianchi.

“You know, I really care about my looks. You guys keep catching me on camera, don’t I have any dignity?

“I’m greedy. I want seven wishes from you. You make seven videos, how about it?”