"Flora."
After a pause, Sparkle had an idea: "For love and justice, would you help me post on Weibo to find other pretty girls and the guy in the tuxedo mask?"
"Sure, sure." Although she didn't see any cameras, the passerby guessed they were shooting a scene, so she asked excitedly, "What should I post?"
"Starlight shines on Flower Creek, thoughts unsaid, emotions hard to express. If summer doesn't come, will the big babysitter do?"
"Your poem is so weird." The passerby gave her a strange look but still helped post it and tagged her good friends to share it.
"Thanks." Waving goodbye to the passerby, Sparkle continued to search for other clues.
She hoped they would see that Weibo post and understand her message!
...
In a car not far away, Evan Saint casually glanced up and saw a familiar silhouette.
Despite being someone who was always afraid of the cold, she was just wearing a thin sailor uniform, rubbing her arms from the chill.
