The men wore hoods and lined up silently. It was midsummer, and although the venue was air-conditioned, there were so many people crowded in the winding queue that even if they were wearing T-shirts and shorts, they would inevitably sweat on their foreheads.

People nearby pointed at him.

Men don't care about this. He is different from these superficial fans. They squander their money and run over to their little idols as long as they smile sweetly. After all, these people are not experiencing the happiness of idols.

, but simply fell into the joy brought by consumption.

They have no love and don't know what love is. They are just like moths rushing to the flames, spending time and money chasing the elusive light.

But he is different. He is very sure that he is different.

Even though he is also a moth, he has a past with the light source. They were so close and accompanied each other. Those precious memories have now become the nourishment to support his survival. Why can people only see clearly when they have nothing?

What is the most important thing to me?

He secretly cursed himself for being stupid, but it didn't matter. He just had to reconnect the broken line.

Everything will be fine as before.

"Next person!"

The man handed over the cards in his hand, and Saff glanced at him.

"You have five minutes."

The collection of handshake coupons spent all his remaining savings, and it was also an opportunity to start over. He did not regret it.

He finally grasped the hands he had been dreaming about, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Thank you."

Ruoyue's formula-like smile made him feel cold. No, it's not like this, it's not this kind of smile.

"Yumi... Yumi, Yumi is me, me!"

He raised his head so that the other person could see his face more clearly.

Ruoyue's expression instantly became stiff and bitter.

Yes, yes! She still recognizes me! She still recognizes me! His mood brightened, and a ray of light shone in that dark corner.

"Youmei, do you still remember me? I have been sending you messages, have you received them?"

Ruoyue bit her lip and looked at him in embarrassment.

"Have you eaten well? You've lost a lot of weight... By the way, I brought you some specialties. After that, let's go out for a walk together, just the two of us."

The man blushed and talked nonstop. Although he stared into Ruoyue's eyes, it seemed more like he was talking to himself.

Ruoyue wanted to withdraw her hands, but the opponent's hands were very strong. She glanced at the saff not far away and did not put up more fierce resistance.

During the second single, Ruoyue caused a lot of trouble to the members and operations of the group because of the intimate photos. The serious injury to her on the Internet even affected other members. Those nights, she was suffocating under the quilt,

Reading comments full of malicious speculation over and over again, sharp knives pierced her heart.

(ex){}&/Ruoyue was stunned on the spot. She did not expect that knives could be brought in during the handshake meeting.

The saff who pushed the man did not see this and was stabbed in the arm several times by the man, causing deep wounds.

Blood seeped out, Ruoyue screamed first, and then the saff retreated wailing.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. The fans in the front row who were waiting to shake hands all backed away, and the fans in the back who heard the screams crowded together and wanted to step forward to understand the situation.

The venue was noisy and restless.

"Why! Why! Someone is coercing you, right? The operation won't let you go, right?" The man roared, and the veins on his neck popped out.

"Can't we be like before? I just want to go back to the past! Why are you all trying to hinder me! Ahhhhhh!"

Ruoyue stared blankly at the man in front of him who seemed to be at the end of his rope. His ferocious face and fierce and dangerous actions were hard to match with the man in his memory.

The man waved the knife and approached step by step. Ruoyue froze on the spot, unable to react. Her mind went blank.

The blade slashed towards her face amid the exclamations of many people.

The next moment, her arm was pulled back by a strong force, and the blade almost brushed the tip of her nose, and a small amount of hair on her temples was cut off along the sliding path of the knife.

In the raised gaze, the small bunch of hair was freed from its restraints and scattered into more slender strands, falling leisurely in the field of vision.

When she came back to her senses, she was already slumped on the ground, and her back, which was not broad and solid, was right in front of her.

"Is it okay, Ruoyue...san!"

A strange girl held her shoulders and supported her weak body.

She looked blankly at Wu Geng who was standing in front of her, tears gradually overflowing from her eyes.

She messed up again.

Everything, once again, was pulled behind and protected by the members. Last time it was Sakurai, this time it was Wu Gen. Why did things always backfire? She didn't want the entire group to be slandered because of herself.

.However--

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...!" She cried bitterly and apologized over and over again.

Who are you apologizing to? The members? The man? Or yourself?

She doesn't know. She doesn't know.

She covered her face and her eyes were like an unscrewed faucet, continuously extracting regret, pain, shame and other emotions from her body, and then turning them into bitter water.
Chapter completed!