The pink-haired girl was so excited she bounced up and down, cheering and screaming.
A staff member quickly handed her a microphone.
"Ah~~~ Ye Chen, I love you!" The pink-haired girl took the microphone and shouted to Ye Chen, tears of excitement filling her eyes. "You sing so beautifully. I really, really love you and your songs. Sob..."
"That scream was something else. It sounded like you'd just won a championship." Ye Chen was moved by his fans' passionate love and smiled. "Thank you for liking and supporting me! Did you come by yourself today, or with friends?"
"I came with several friends. We got tickets for different sections. The others are all in different areas—some are on the floor, some are in the stands, and some couldn't get tickets, so they're outside, pressed up against the wall to listen. We all love you so, so much," the pink-haired girl replied excitedly.
Ye Chen smiled. "Thanks again to you and your friends for supporting me so much. What song would you like to request? Or would you like to sing a duet with me?"
"Ye Chen, I want to tell you that being born in this era, getting to love you and hear your songs, is my good fortune. I hope you take good care of yourself. We want to keep listening to you sing until you're a hundred.
"I really love Love You Very Much. Whenever I hear it, I think of him, and I can't help crying. There are many ways to love someone. Choosing to let them go, even when it hurts, is one of them. Could I sing Love You Very Much with you today?" The pink-haired girl wiped her tears and choked out the words.
"Of course. Love You Very Much is the kind of