"She once said it didn't matter."
"I'm afraid of being destroyed day by day~"
"She said"?
As for this voice... Son Seungwan?
He instinctively looked up at the stage, and sure enough, he saw Son Seungwan there.
Bae Juhyun and the others were standing aside, like fans attending an artist's concert up close, waving... a microphone.
There's no choice, tonight's fan meeting was really too rushed, so much so that they didn't even have time to prepare any light boards or support items.
For the fans present, tonight was also a rushed evening, they too came without any preparation, even the lighting for support relied on the flashlight function of their phones.
But indeed, rows of flashlight lights were quite beautiful.
At least it felt very romantic.
Listening quietly to Son Seungwan singing a ballad was an extremely enjoyable thing.
At least Liu Xin'an soon became immersed in Son Seungwan's singing.
