691 Wishing peace

The concert came to a close.

Tens of thousands of audience members, still longing for more, exited the venue.

Traffic police remained dedicated to their duties, maintaining order around the venue.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Outside the venue.

Ai Qian parted ways with a young man seated next to her, who seemed troubled by emotion, or perhaps, had not yet recovered from heartbreak.

Like everyone else at the concert, they had met by chance, parted indifferently, and returned to their own lives.

Walking alone, Ai Qian suddenly felt a dizzy spell; she staggered, groping for a streetlight to steady herself.

The dizziness didn't subside, instead growing worse, accompanied by surged pain like tidal waves and a sensation of needles piercing her joints. Her vision began to blur.

Passersby became hazy apparitions.

Leaning on the streetlight, Ai Qian slowly crouched down and tried to regulate her breathing.