When the enthusiastic cheers erupted around her, Lin Xiaolu had to cover her ears with her hands to block out the thunderous shouts.
Pity the heavens, she had never attended such a grand event before, and the combination of the booming music from the speakers and the surrounding deafening voices exceeded the capacity of her ears.
Different from her reaction, Jiang Yuan beside her had completely blended into the group of fans, waving her glow stick in time with the music on stage and singing out loud with vigor. What was even more striking was her ability to sing along with every song since the opening of the concert, clearly a devoted fan.
The high spirits of her friend deterred Lin Xiaolu from striking up a conversation, as it wouldn't be wise to interrupt someone in the midst of their passion, and the best way to not spoil their mood was to stay silent.
In the silence, she looked around at the excited crowd and suddenly felt a surge of loneliness.