At the biggest concert of Shen Zhishu’s life, the world fell silent, leaving her alone in a single spotlight.
Facing cameras watched by millions, she said softly, “This next song is for someone I’ve known for many years.”
The entire audience erupted.
The lyrics were about school uniforms, regrets, and a sunset nobody else knew about.
At the song’s most painful moment, she suddenly looked toward the shadows in the VIP seats at the front. The bodyguard who had been cold and impassive throughout the show was raising a hand to press hard against his eyes.
The next second, every light in the venue went out!
Amid the uproar, a strong hand suddenly pulled her into the safety of someone’s arms. The heavy smell of blood washed over her.
In the darkness, she heard a voice trembling with tightly suppressed emotion beside her ear. It was exactly the same as when they had first met at seventeen:
“Don’t be afraid…”
