His anger was palpable on his dashing face.
A line of pink words appeared on the screen.
[Is she your ideal type?]
When Gu Xingze received the question, he was a little shocked and questioned back, “Ideal type?”
“Yeah. Most people should have some fantasies of their ideal lovers!”
He pursed his lips before he answered plainly, “I don’t have an ideal type.”
“Ah?”
The production team was a little taken aback. They let out a laugh. “How can you not have an ideal type? Most men will have some fantasies of their future lovers when they meet or fall in love. For example, long hair, body shape, looks, personality traits…”
The superstar laughed as well, his thin lips curling into a smile.
After staying silent for a moment, his expression sank a little and shared slowly, “Because of certain reasons, I originally thought that I’d never fall in love with anyone in my entire life.”
Revealing his true feelings for the first time, the man began talking about his history.
“When I was young, my parents had a divorce and I was sent overseas. I grew up alone without experiencing much affection. I didn’t know what love was. I only knew that my mother’s feelings ended in failure, so she was abandoned, and then…”
He did not continue as a faint sense of melancholia came from him.
It was the first time this side of him was seen on camera.
He was always alone and extraordinary, giving off a sunshine idol aura.
As for the man in front of the camera, this was the first time in his life that he displayed a gloomy expression.
“In all honesty, I don’t believe in love. I feel that love is an illusory thing. You can’t touch it and you can’t see it. At the same time, it’s a burden and it weighs people down, making it hard for anyone to move. After being in showbiz for so many years, there hasn’t been any woman who has given me the feeling of wanting to start a family.”
“This is the first time Xingze has talked about this in front of a camera!” remarked the production staff with heartache.
“It’s because I didn’t have a family when I was young. That’s why my concept of a family is very weak.
“She gives me a kind of feeling.” He smiled.
“What feeling is that?”
“It’s the feeling that I’ve met the person destined for me—that fated lover,” he described seriously.
…Fated lover?!
The words floated on the screen.
He continued slowly, “If I must pick an ideal type, I guess it’s Shishi.”
“Oh? Shishi is your ideal type?”
He let out a smile. “I like her in many ways.”
“You like her beauty?”
The man shook his head. “Honestly, I’ve met women more beautiful than her.”
“Then, what is it that you like about her?” asked the production staff.
He racked his brains over it for a while before he replied, “It’s an indescribable feeling.”
Production staff: “Indescribable?”
“It… just feels right. I can’t explain it any better than that.”
“What do you mean?’ asked the production staff, feeling surprised by his answer.
“When you like someone, you won’t care about her looks, if she dresses exquisitely, or if she is unbothered about trifles. You won’t care about her height or weight—whether she’s rich or poor. You just like her for who she is, and no one can take her place,” explained the superstar tenderly.
[Did you like the gift she sent?]
“That cake?”
He raised his eyebrow. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with much disdain.
“Honestly, the taste was barely satisfactory.”
