If turning a hobby into a career, upon which your life depends, it takes on a different appearance.
At this moment, the proud girl was quietly reading a book.
She hadn’t received any tickets over the past few days, so she’d concluded in her heart, "Cheng Zhu probably won’t send me tickets anymore."
In her heart, the concert had become a regret.
There was no choice, the definition of regret is broad anyway, and it doesn’t require much consideration of reality.
Just like a couple who truly loved each other but were indeed incompatible, not getting married was better for both, but because they truly loved, it still felt like a regret.
Whether she would go or feel regret were two different things.
Of course, what made her feel regretful was the upcoming tour concert in Hang City!
She had imagined, "If we hadn’t become , we might have chosen to see the concert in Hang City."
Generally speaking, it was definitely more convenient to attend a local concert.
Understandably, by Saturday, she’d be in pain again.
With her personality, she might wear headphones, listen to Zhou Jielun’s songs, and read heartbreaking stories alone at home.
Moreover, since the concert was in Hang City, she was likely going to see her friends posting tickets, videos, and photos on social media.
These things would absolutely affect her emotions.
But, was that really all?
No, no, no, there was something even more heartbreaking!
Prepare to become the heartbroken female protagonist!
Half an hour later, at 4:30 PM, the door of Xinhang Apartment swung open with a swipe card, and Lin Lu, returning from work, entered the small apartment she shared with Ningning.
Today she was wearing casual and cozy clothes, somewhat reminiscent of a style that had suddenly become popular years later.
After taking off her small leather shoes, Lin Lu put on her cartoon pig slippers.
She had bought these slippers after starting her relationship with Cheng Zhu.
The snooty girl immediately fell for these shoes, thinking symbolically: stepping Cheng Zhu underfoot, hmph!
Lin Lu placed her bag on the coffee table, and instead of retreating to her room, she knocked on Shen Qingning’s door.
"Ningning, I’m back!" she said.
The door was quickly opened, and Lin Lu naturally walked in, then sat down on another small sofa, obviously wanting to chat.
"You finished work quite early today," Shen Qingning noted the time.
"Of course, because I’m highly skilled!" the spirited girl boasted with a smug face, "Although I’m an amateur voice actor, my abilities aren’t amateur at all!"
Shen Qingning smiled slightly at this, indicating her agreement.
Lin Lu’s versatile voice was indeed a treat for audiophiles.
She had once claimed, "If I had an online boyfriend, I could make him feel like he’s dating countless different types of girls online!"
Unfortunately, this didn’t work too well with Cheng Zhu and was just a minor amusement in life that couldn’t make his ’blood boil.’
Because this man had really tried all types of women.
No need to mimic mature woman, loli, or tsundere voices.
After all, those are fake, just imitations.
He doesn’t care; he’s experienced all these types in real life.
At this moment, Lin Lu sat on the small sofa, her legs dangling in the air, the cartoon pig slippers hanging on her toes, swaying slightly with her feet.
She stared at the slippers but turned to Shen Qingning with an invitation, "Ningning, Zhou Jielun is coming to Hang City the day after tomorrow. Should we go to the concert together?"
Shen Qingning quickly replied, "Why don’t you ask Cheng Zhu to go with you?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Lu’s response was like a dagger to the heart!
Shen Qingning felt a pang in her heart in an instant.
Her mind involuntarily recalled the sight of that man sitting alone at the concert twice, the seat beside him empty, surrounded by waving glow sticks and screams, appearing utterly solitary, perhaps even somewhat forlorn, not fitting in with the environment around him.
"He thinks Zhou Jielun’s concerts are pretty boring."
(ps: Over 6000 words combined in one Chapter, too lazy to split. It’s almost the end of the month, asking for monthly tickets!
After reviewing this Chapter, no readers had completely guessed why he didn’t go to the third concert.)