How could there be a girl who likes Lu Mingfei?

Bai Ci leaned back in the chair at the internet café, wearing headphones, watching SpongeBob SquarePants on the screen. Feeling a bit tired, she dozed off.

She didn’t know how long she had been asleep before someone patted her on the head. She woke up, scratched her messy hair with mild annoyance, and stared resentfully at the utterly ordinary-looking boy in front of her.

“Lu Mingfei, are you sick in the head?”