Five years after surgery, insomnia was his constant companion. Nights bled into wakefulness.

Until fate guided him to this haven.

Her voice, an elixir of dreams, consistently led him to sleep.

He admitted the anomaly, testing other baby food bloggers to no avail. Why only her voice possessed this power remained an enigma, yet he welcomed this elusive remedy to his sleeplessness.

After immersing himself, he scrolled and donated a hundred thousand.

On the other side, Ariana had just completed washing up and was preparing for bed when she heard a notification indicating that she had received money.

She got her phone and saw the donation.

Ariana opened the video app and noticed an unexpected reward: ten thousand dollars had just been bestowed upon her.

What surprised her even more was that the benefactor was someone she recognized.

The ID presented a jumble of characters, accompanied by a plain white profile image, as though it belonged to a recently established account. Yet, curiously, this account had been registered for nearly half a year, though its upkeep seemed nonexistent.

Perhaps, Ariana pondered, it was a matter of personal preference.

Over the past six months, Ariana had been graced with rewards from this mysterious individual almost every week. The amounts weren't trivial; they ranged from tens of thousands to well over a hundred thousand.

Astonishingly, these recent six months had proven more lucrative than her entire three years of video-making prior combined.

The inexplicable generosity perplexed Ariana. She found it difficult to comprehend why someone would be so Liberal with money, treating it as though it held no value.

In fact, after the third reward, Ariana mustered the courage to send a message to discourage further acts of kindness, but her plea remained unanswered.

She sighed, harboring the hope that the person behind this lavish giving wasn't a young child frivolously utilizing their parents’ hard-earned earnings.

Her gaze fell upon the stagnant chat interface, a testament to the unrequited messages she had sent, before she typed “Thank you.”

However, to her surprise, this time, the person actually replied, saying, "You're welcome."

Ariana stared at the three words in disbelief and swiftly composed her response on the screen: “Please don't reward me anymore. You have already given so much."

As time passed, no response emanated from the other end. Ariana found herself somewhat speechless, wondering if this person might have some sort of peculiar motive. Why would they be so generous for a mere baby food blogger? What exactly were they attempting to achieve?