Chapter 53: The Body's Choice Over the Mind...

Help! Is he looking at me?!

Oh no, am I dreaming?!

Inside the room, the two girls exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

My heart was pounding. I glanced at the empty seat in front of me and wished I could take another step forward to get a closer look at that face that, no matter how many times I've seen it, could still easily make my heart flutter.

On stage, however, his appearance was merely a minor bonus. The two men, their hearts pounding, unconsciously followed Wen Shili's figure.

Unlike the exhilarating atmosphere on stage, backstage, staff were busily directing the event. Under such intense pressure, even the slightest noise could send shivers down their spines.

The phone remained completely silent, seemingly unaffected by the waves of screams that sent shivers down my spine.

Cao Jun withdrew his gaze and sighed silently.

It's no exaggeration to say that tickets to Wen Shili's concerts are extremely hard to come by. As his assistant, he knows all too well how sought-after a ticket is.

Judging from the atmosphere at the scene, the feedback today exceeded expectations. However, this is how Wen Shili always performs; he only ever breaks through the ceiling he has set for himself step by step.

Everyone who has the opportunity to enter this place, without exception, becomes a dutiful subject in his musical kingdom.

Except for one person.

The reserved spot stood empty before him. He didn't want to guess what kind of turmoil the person on stage had gone through, so much so that even the song they sang carried a hint of lingering affection.

Unlike any familiar melody, the moment the intro started, the fans in the audience were inspired. After a wildfire of cheers, they couldn't help but dance and sway to the beat.

A song that has never been performed in public, yet still imbued with Wen Shili's style. The increasingly enthusiastic shouts are the most direct response to it.

Standing outside the venue, Sheng Yi listened to the waves of sound crashing towards her. Even from a distance, it wasn't hard to imagine how hysterical the people inside were, their hearts pounding with each gentle melody.

Compared to their docile and gentle appearance, some people are destined to shine brightly, standing atop a high mountain, receiving boundless shouts and fervent admiration.

Today, Wen Shili's name is no longer just a symbol, but an indispensable benchmark in the contemporary music scene, destined to leave an indelible influence on future generations.

So, standing here is fine.

The concert will end in about ten minutes. With this much crowd, if we don't leave soon, we'll probably get stuck in traffic.

Just as she was about to flag down a car and leave quickly, someone suddenly got out of a car parked by the roadside. Sheng Yi looked up and saw a familiar person standing a few steps away, smiling and asking, "Want to grab a drink?"

After standing outside in the wind for so long, her feverish mind gradually cooled down. Before she could figure out why Yan Shen was here, she heard the sound of her own seatbelt fastening. "I'll obey your command."

"Ahhh, no!!!"

The car slowly moved forward, and at the same time, the screams of the fans could be clearly heard through the car windows.

The grand feast must eventually come to an end, and the parting that follows is a lesson that needs to be learned gradually.

Since his last drunken episode, Sheng Yi has rarely drunk in front of strangers. Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, or perhaps it was because he had just left a lively environment. In any case, he did not refuse Yan Shen's invitation.

As soon as she appeared, a waiter greeted her warmly, calling out "Brother Yan." Sheng Yi, who was standing beside him, could feel the waiter's gaze inadvertently falling on her.

Yan Shen seemed to be a regular at this bar, as his conversation suggested they were quite familiar with each other.

The two found a secluded corner away from the crowd, where the waiter enthusiastically recommended several newly mixed drinks. Still wary, Sheng Yi cautiously chose a low-alcohol fruit wine.

The fruit wine had little alcohol content and a light fruity aroma, making it very refreshing. Sheng Yi smacked his lips, but the waiter's persuasive words made him unable to resist trying other flavors.

Yan Shen looked at the woman sips of wine with her eyes half-closed in the distance. He hadn't expected to find her alone on such a winter night, but he couldn't bring himself to pretend he didn't know why she was there.

Before I knew it, my phone was already dialing.

The clear, crisp voice sounded even more bleak to Yan Shen than the weather outside the window, completely devoid of the tender and affectionate tone he had just conveyed on stage.

He seemed oblivious to the other person's change in mood, making jokes with a grin.

His friend pushed the newly mixed drink in front of him, followed his gaze to the girl huddled in the corner, and said, "Be careful you don't mess things up."

Yan Shen gave a nonchalant smirk, "I know what I'm doing."

After saying that, he felt that the sentence sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Opening the door at night and looking at the empty room, his scattered thoughts finally came together again. Once upon a time, someone had made such a solemn promise to him; now, what was the situation?

At this moment, however, he couldn't grasp the thread of his memory. He simply picked up his wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

A strong intuition reminded him that some people were best kept at a distance. This intuition had helped him at countless crucial junctures.

Sheng Yi sat in the corner and silently finished two glasses of wine. Yan Shen, who said he was going to greet the boss, disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, the bar had a relatively quiet environment, not the kind of smoky and chaotic place, so she relaxed and even chatted with Wu Simin, who had just finished work, for a while.

Relaxed, she realized that there were already many empty wine glasses on the table when she came to her senses.

When Wen Shili arrived, this was the scene he saw.

His gaze swept behind him, his voice unreadable, "Where are they?"

Even if Yan Shen was unreliable, he didn't dare to directly provoke trouble at this moment. "He was just here ten minutes ago." After saying that, he himself became guilty.

Even if Sheng Yi were just an ordinary female friend, regardless of the reason, there is no excuse for him to abandon her in such a controversial situation.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and the waiter who had just greeted Sheng Yi hurriedly stepped forward to testify for Yan Shen, "Miss Sheng..."

As soon as he said it, he almost bit his tongue. It's one thing to keep something to yourself, but to put it out in the open takes on a different meaning.

For example, the man standing in front of him, despite having many speculations in his mind, dared not delve any further at this moment.

In a flash, he quickly changed his tune, "This lady just ordered drinks, she probably went to the restroom."

Wen Shili glanced indifferently across the table before looking up at him.

The waiter couldn't quite describe the feeling of that glance. Being looked down at like that, he could feel his scalp burning. Before the person in front of him could answer, he raised his hand and beckoned a female colleague who was passing by to come and help him.

Yan Shen hadn't expected that, in the blink of an eye, Sheng Yi had finished several glasses of wine.

He patted the waiter's arm reassuringly and whispered a few words in his ear.

Wen Shili's lips twitched slightly, as if he were making a smile. Even though the mask was covering his face, Yan Shen couldn't help but feel a constant alarm bell ringing in his head.

As expected, after the waiter walked away, Wen Shili's expression turned completely cold.

Any explanation would be futile, and he felt there was no need for further explanation. He nodded to Wen Shili with a composed expression and went to search in the opposite direction.

At this moment, Sheng Yi was indeed stopped by something.

She never imagined that going to the restroom would make the news.

The bar wasn't crowded. At a table near the aisle, two tall, slender girls stood out. When I passed by again, a man had joined them at the table, his arm casually around the curly-haired girl's shoulder, the gesture exuding intimacy.

Sheng Yi lowered her eyes, intending to pass by as usual, but the next moment, she heard the curly-haired girl's raised voice, "Go away, I don't know you."

Her sweet voice, even when she's impatient, gives the impression of her being coquettish.

Sure enough, the man just smiled and chuckled as he put his arm around her waist again. "Little sister, we'll get to know each other better after we have a little more in-depth conversation." His lewd tone gave her goosebumps.

Sheng Yi looked around, unsure whether to say the bar was overly confident in giving its customers ample privacy, or that its security was far too inadequate. Besides her, she couldn't find another person in the area.

Just as she was about to contact Yan Shen, she saw the curly-haired girl's companion, who had been keeping her head down and saying nothing, suddenly move. She raised her hand, threw a glass of wine at the man's face, and said, "Show me some respect for my mouth."

Even with some suspicions, Sheng Yi's eyelids still twitched when she actually saw the person's face. Could this be what they call a narrow escape?

But clearly, the entanglement between the two had already been resolved.

Before she could react, the man in front of her suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and swung it out hard.

With a sharp "smack," Huang Bei's face was turned sharply to the side as he moved. "You bitch, you really think I'm being rude to you?"

The curly-haired woman, who had just been pouting and not daring to shout loudly in the face of harassment, screamed in fright and reached out to help the person who had fallen to the ground.

Huang Bei lay on the ground, glaring angrily at the figure in front of her. Her gaze was unfocused, but that didn't hide the obvious disdain written in her eyes.

Provoked by her words, the man's blood boiled even more. Amy knelt to the side, her voice trembling, and spread her arms to firmly shield the person behind her, "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to."

She seemed completely terrified, only able to repeat this one sentence over and over again.

It was still the same delicate voice, but somehow it had borrowed an invisible support from somewhere.

At this moment, even though the beautiful woman in front of him was in tears, the man was humiliated in public, and his anger was even greater than his rage.

Sheng Yi sighed softly, knowing that her weak plea had not been noticed by the man. She deliberately made her footsteps heavy. The man turned his head, saw who was standing in front of him, and gave her a warning look, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

A smart person would know that sometimes meddling in other people's business only leads to trouble, and it's better to avoid trouble in order to protect oneself.

Sheng Yi moved his feet and looked at the woman lying on the ground, who was delirious but still talking about defending her friend, and Amy's trembling back as she tried her best to restrain herself.

Unfortunately, the man in front of her had lost all tenderness and pity. Whether from being beaten or from anger, his face was flushed red. He haphazardly pushed Amy aside, grabbed the drunken woman sprawled on the ground like a noodle, and threw her aside violently.

Huang Bei was already weak, and with his shove, she couldn't maintain her balance and fell straight into the table behind her.

As she fell, a fleeting moment of clarity seemed to pass through her eyes.

Sharp table corners and panicked pupils magnified in front of her, and Sheng Yi didn't even have time to think; her body acted faster than her mind.