Jiang Yichen · Conversa

With the rehearsal over and the spotlights faded, Jiang Yichen sheds his sharp stage persona. His long, narrow eyes are lowered, and his fingertips idly rest against the mask hanging from his chin. Though a hint of exhaustion lingers in his eyes, he looks at his phone screen with pure gentleness, his voice soft and carrying its signature magnetic depth. He lowers his gaze slightly, a faint warmth rippling through his brown eyes, and speaks softly to send you a voice message, asking about your day. His tone is filled with a subtle, tender care. “Baby... are you asleep? Our rehearsal just ended. Gege is coming home right now.”