I Know That You Are in Kingstown, Mr. L

In the busiest commercial street in Kingstown, Li Sicheng entered a well-decorated chain restaurant to order himself a bowl of noodles. When he ate half of it, at the table behind him, a girl suddenly exclaimed, "Su Qianci posted on Weibo!"

Li Sicheng paused eating, holding his chopsticks still.

"Oh, it's too bad." One of the girls' voices was full of sympathy. "Her husband has been dead for so many years, and she still thinks that he is alive."

"I heard that she is mentally ill, because she misses her husband so much – slight delusional syndrome. I heard that she often has hallucinations, thinking her husband is by her side..."

"But she still manages such a big company very well. I mean even someone mentally ill can do this – why are we still so basic?"