"Let me tell you," Gao Jing said, "it's hard to find someone with such broad criteria. The more specific your conditions, the easier it is to picture a person."
Chi Mo blinked her tired, sore eyes. "I don't know. I've never thought about it. My social circle is very small, and I rarely meet any men. My ex-husband was my first love, so I really don't have much experience with the opposite sex."
Gao Jing noticed her fatigue. "You... didn't sleep well last night?"
"Yeah," Chi Mo said, yawning again. "I was working on a new piece, right? So I pulled an all-nighter. I'm just now realizing I can't do that anymore. I just can't handle it."
"Don't change the subject," Gao Jing said, turning her head to look at Chi Mo while the makeup artist used a curling iron on her hair. "Wait, you and your ex-husband were each other's first love?"
"Mhm," Chi Mo said with a shrug. "I guess I was just a bad judge of character back then. Nothing much to say about it."
