Chapter 324 - Concert (2/2)

Ying Sheng couldn't quell the rapid beating of her heart, even if she tried. She was beyond excited for the concert, but she was also so overcome with gratitude for Liam. She knew those tickets probably weren't all that cheap, but he did this for her.

They had enjoyed only a few Blame Lane concerts together, but they were some of the most magical nights ever. They bonded over their love for the band, for their enjoyment of the music. It wasn't an experience like any other, and he had gifted that to her for their date. He continued to amaze her.

”I… I'm speechless,” she admitted, not even knowing how to properly express her gratitude to him for what he had done. She couldn't think of any other person in the world who would do something like this for her.

”Good. I was shooting for that reaction,” Liam chuckled as he drove into the arena's parking garage. He stopped at the booth and paid for parking for the night before driving around to look for a parking spot.

Ying Sheng turned to Liam once he parked, her hand reaching out to grab his white T-shirt so that she could yank him forward. She crashed her lips against his, deciding that this was the best way to show her appreciation. Words just couldn't do her thoughts justice.

Liam smiled against her lips, his hand lifting to cup her cheek as they shared a few warm touches. He tilted his head up to press a soft kiss to her forehead, a chuckle sounding from him.

”I told you I was going to plan something even better than the first date,” he pointed out to her.

He had definitely stuck to his word, and Ying Sheng was sure that it couldn't get any better than this. He had planned the ultimate date for them, and she knew that they were going to have a blast tonight. Plus, he had gotten them there early enough to compete for the barricade if they lined up early enough.

”I can't believe this,” she breathed out with a shake of her head.

”Believe it because it's happening,” Liam told her as he showed her their tickets on his phone. He flashed her a smile before getting out of the car.

Ying Sheng followed him, ready to get in line and get out on the floor for the show. She took his hand and let him lead her down to the front of the arena, where around twenty other people were already lined up.

”Now, we wait,” she murmured, checking her phone to see that there were still a few hours left until the doors opened to let people in before the show. She didn't mind the wait, though. Blame Lane was worth it. She would've camped out on the street if she had to.

The hours until the doors finally opened stretched on and on. At a point, Ying Sheng's feet started aching so bad that she had to sit down on the concrete walkway. However, all of her tiredness and aches went away when the line started moving.