The words fell.
Familiar music started playing.
At the same time.
The light rain fell from the sky above the venue, just like before. If it had drifted slowly before, now it seemed as though the speed button had been pressed. The density was lower and did not block the audience's view.
Many audience members noticed something different.
Amidst the accompaniment.
There were a few… noises?
At that moment, Liu Tianwang began to sing:
"Am I waiting for a girl?"
"Or am I waiting to sink into the bitter sea?"
"A love quietly irrigated."
"No one cares if flowers fade or bloom."
"..."
At first, everything seemed normal.
But when he sang:
"Cold ice rain hits my face chaotically."
"Warm tears mix with the cold rain."
Whoosh, whoosh.
They finally realized what the earlier noise was—it was the sound of rain.
It had been faint earlier.
But after this line, it suddenly grew louder.
