The wind-blown strands of hair brushed across Shan's cheeks, and he could even catch the faint scent of the girl before him, her pale fingers still clutching his. At such close range, with the small tray limiting movement, he had almost no room to dodge.
"Do you like my song?" the girl's words dissipated in the night wind.
"I...like it."
How could he not like it? He was just a normal, ordinary person, faced with such a pretty girl who was also a top singer. Saying he didn't like it was impossible; the hesitation just now was only because he didn't understand why she was asking him.
"Hahaha——"
"Then, would you like to join us?" she said, turning her gaze back to him, those pink-purple pupils shining like the world's most luxurious crystals.
As the girl asked again, facing such a scene, Shan felt his heart beating far faster than usual.
Sorry, Mom of Heaven, your son can't withstand this kind of temptation.
