Chi Li buried her face in Shen Xunye's arms and mumbled something softly.
Shen Xunye didn't hear him clearly, so he looked down and asked, "What are you saying, guest?"
Chi Li raised her flushed face and looked at him, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment, a hint of resignation, and a hint of... helpless indulgence.
"I said..." he began softly, "If the massage isn't good enough, I'll give you a bad review."
Shen Xunye paused, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.
I promise to do my best.
Seeing his serious expression, Chi Li couldn't help but laugh, but after laughing, she buried her face back down.
Under the moonlight, the two shadows overlapped and slowly disappeared behind the paper door of the bedroom.
The 7-day trip came to an end quickly.
They visited a total of 5 places, some of which were places they were spotted in by chance, and others were completely private and free.
Ignoring her aching back, the trip was actually quite good for Chi Li.
I saw many new sights, tasted many new delicacies, and gained a lot of inspiration from them.
So, as soon as his plane landed back in China, he went to his studio and began making intensive preparations for his next public appearance to meet with fans.
Shen Xunye and Shen Yu also threw themselves into their respective work.
An Che was bored and felt it was a waste that he couldn't keep up with the physical demands, so he simply hired a personal trainer to exercise at home.
The entertainment industry has entered a period of calm.
until--
Chi Li announced his upcoming concert in an interview with Signal magazine, showcasing his new album.
[So, I can enjoy two hours of pure, one-on-one time with Chi Li? (Just thinking about it is awesome!)]
[This believer wishes for a balanced diet of meat and vegetables throughout her life, and prays to successfully secure a front-row ticket. [Praying]]
[I quickly checked the concert organizer's name, and... well, not surprising at all.]
[Making money and bringing her husband along, is my sister just love-struck? [scratching head]]
[I think everyone agrees on who's the one with the "love-struck" mentality, right?]
[Wasn't her husband originally in the film and television department? How did he end up in business? I'd really like to see them act together.]
[What kind of acting? Just act in movies, I love watching them!]
[Haha, you guys are going to make me laugh to death.]
[Just a guess, is there a possibility that Chi Li will invite guest performers to his concert?]
[I think it's possible to invite Jiang Yue and her former colleagues from the Raising House "?]
[You know what, the Raising House's been pretty interesting lately. The production team found some amazing person out of nowhere who brazenly sows discord on camera, and now there's a palace intrigue going on inside.]
I know Fang Jin has already withdrawn from the show to ensure her safety.
[ Jiang Lele should be here soon too, and Xie Weishui will be in control of the Raising House again~]
[That's not necessarily true. There are geniuses, Gu Nan, Chen Anyan... those three alone are enough to give him a headache.]
Hey, don't go off-topic! Anyone planning to go to the concert and catch that mysterious guy?
[Raises hand] Me! Me! I'm aiming for perfect attendance!
[Girl, are you sure you can get tickets for every single show?]
[I'm not saying anything more, I'm going offline to practice my hand speed...]
On the day the city where the concert was officially announced, nearby hotels were booked up almost immediately.
Many people who couldn't book accommodations lamented online, appealing to local residents who offered to provide them with lodging.
On the day concert tickets went on sale, all areas sold out in one second.
A large number of people who failed to get tickets began to lament again.
This time, however, it seems no one can help...
Everything regarding the concert is progressing smoothly and enthusiastically.
Amidst much anticipation, Chi Li's first concert arrived as scheduled.
Chi Li stood in the center of the elevator platform, the round steel plate beneath her feet feeling slightly cool.
You can feel a slight vibration from the mechanical device through the sole of the shoe.
The platform will lift him up the moment the intro begins, placing him in front of 50,000 people.
50,000 people.
A number that I only dared to dream of a year ago has now become a reality.
In the darkness, he heard voices coming from below the stage.
The low-frequency noise generated by the crowd before the event even begins.
The sounds of tens of thousands of people talking, coughing, moving around, and waving glow sticks blended together, like the sound of distant ocean waves.
He felt... that was probably one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.
Because that's the sound that means 'someone is waiting for you'.
--The intro begins.
Those sounds disappeared like the receding tide.
The steel plate beneath his feet began to rise.
Light streamed down from above, bit by bit. First onto the chest, then the waist, the calves, and the ankles.
Until he was completely bathed in light.
The light was so bright that he squinted.
But he saw it clearly.
He saw a vast expanse of glazed blue sea.
He once stood on the stage and saw the sea that belonged to others.
Now, this sea belongs only to him.
Chi Li began to sing the first line.
The sound came out of the throat, passed through the microphone, through the speakers, and reached the farthest row of seats.
His voice, and the breaths of these 50,000 people, resonated in the same air.
He saw a girl in the first row holding a light sign with a picture of him on it. In the bottom right corner of the photo, there was a tiny Shen Xunye, next to which were written four words: "Husband supports you."
He saw a boy in the second row waving his glow stick so hard that his friend next to him couldn't dodge in time, got hit on the head, and then received a sharp rap on the forehead.
He saw further away, where people were holding up a banner. The banner was so long that it took several people to hold it up.
He saw at the very back, on the mountaintop, those tiny lights swaying in rhythm.
All of these people focused their attention on him alone.
Sing together, sway together, shout his name together.
During the chorus, he put the microphone down and faced the audience.
The voices of 50,000 people surged up from below, engulfing him completely.
The sounds merged together, becoming a huge, warm wave of sound that made his chest tingle.
He stood in the center of the roar and closed his eyes for a moment.
He was enveloped by an overwhelming sense of happiness.
At that moment, he suddenly understood why he had ever harbored such a dream.
It's not because I can stand on high and enjoy the attention.
Rather, it's because when you stand on the stage, surrounded by their voices, you'll know—
You are not alone.
The last song ended.
Chi Li stood on the stage, panting, sweat trickling down her forehead.
50,000 people chanted his name in unison, over and over again, without any sign of stopping.
They shouted to express their reluctance to leave the night behind.
Chi Li raised the microphone, wanting to say something.
But I didn't know what to say.
Finally, he simply waved to the audience.
50,000 glow sticks, swaying in the direction he waved, created a beautiful sea of light.