Su Qiao was also wearing a headband with two white cat ears, and she had a Glow Stick in her hand that shimmered in the dark.
Seeing his troubled expression, she rolled her eyes, grinned, snatched the headband from his hand, and tried to put it on his head.
Unfortunately, she was too short and couldn't reach him at all.
Huo Sihan glanced over the emotionally charged crowd around them.
He felt stifled.
He didn't understand how they could get so excited over a stranger.
Relenting, he pointed at the Glow Stick in Su Qiao's hand. "I'll wave this."
A Glow Stick was still much better than wearing something strange on his head.
Although everyone around them was saying how cute the white cat ears were, he didn't think so in the slightest.
He thought they were ugly.
They couldn't compare to even one percent of Little Snow's ears.
Su Qiao put on a reluctant expression and nodded. "All right, then."
Huo Sihan immediately took two Glow Sticks from her hand, raised them like the people around him, and began waving them expressionlessly.
As for what the man onstage, dressed like a silver fish, was singing, he had no idea.
Hahaha, just look at his stiff movements and serious expression. He's absolutely hilarious.
I'm telling you, his inner monologue must be something like this right now: Do I look like an idiot?
My own wife likes some pretty boy, so she came to cheer him on at his concert. And I'm foolishly helping wave Glow Sticks. Am I encouraging someone else's wickedness? Am I torturing myself?
Su Qiao hesitated. "Am I... really being too awful?"
But she had practically been moldy from staying cooped up these past few days.
The man was afraid she would run off without a word