"I am the demon in your heart, devouring all your darkness..."
Accompanied by this magical singing, Shi Lou, dressed in black, slowly descended from above.
Black wings instantly unfolded behind him, like a demon falling to earth, setting the stage ablaze.
The fans screamed passionately, as if wanting to burn all their enthusiasm to ashes.
"Demon, I am but a demon, the darkness in your heart is the fire I lit, burning us both..."
On stage, Shi Lou was like a flame, hot and dazzling, strongly drawing everyone in, willingly surrendering their souls to him, the demon, to fall into darkness together.
Only Shen Mosheng, his eyes fixed on Han Yingying the entire time, hid restrained tenderness in his glances and expressions.
Nothing around him could influence him.
He seemed like someone who had strayed into another world, out of place with everything around him.
Where his gaze rested, where his heart was attached, there was only one person.
