The instant Lin Shuqiu heard what Xia Wennan said, he nervously grabbed Xia Wennan’s arm. “You brought an egg?” Xia Wennan shrugged his hand off. “Nope.” His tone was brimming with regret. Lin Shuqiu patted his chest. “I thought that you were really going to egg him… You scared me there.” Xia Wennan laughed at his words. “What are you so scared of? I’m the one doing the egging, not you. I’ll just run away afterwards and you can act like you don’t know me.” “That won’t do,” Lin Shuqiu said, wavering. “It makes no sense for me to leave you behind.” Xia Wennan was promptly moved. He lifted a hand and clapped Lin Shuqiu’s shoulder. “You’re such a good bro!”
The concert was over two hours long. Li Xin sang and danced, and halfway through, he also invited fans onto the stage for an interaction segment. Despite his mediocre vocals, with the energetic atmosphere in the venue, it was an overall electrifying show. Lin Shuqiu, who sat next to Xia Wennan, had been overcome with grief right from the start, but as the minutes flew by, he still couldn’t help but wave his lightstick around. “I guess this is my official goodbye to Xinxin,” he said. Xia Wennan glanced at him. “If you say so.” When the concert was coming to a close, Lu Wenxing, who sat in the row in front of them, got up and left.
Xia Wennan watched him walk away, and for a split second, he genuinely regretted not bringing a raw egg with him, but after some reconsideration, he could always just make things difficult for the guy. Thus, he elbowed Lin Shuqiu and said, “Let’s go, I’ll take you to get Li Xin’s autograph.” “Ah?” Lin Shuqiu turned to look at him. “I don’t need it anymore.”