Hmm?
Xu Qingyan was slightly startled. Why did her voice sound different from when he usually saw her? Was it because the electronic device signals at night were unstable?
"You tied your hair into a bun? Wouldn't that be uncomfortable to sleep with?"
"I'll let it down when I sleep." Lin Wanzhou was somewhat speechless—his focus was always so odd, "What... what are you going to sing later?"
"Up to you, 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star', 'Two Tigers' are both fine."
"Don't want to listen to either."
"How about a folk song?"
As soon as he mentioned folk songs, Lin Wanzhou instantly thought of "An He Bridge"; she assumed Xu Qingyan planned to sing that one. Thus, she nodded and pursed her lips.
"Okay."
"Then I'll start, ahem..."
His expression suddenly became serious, but the words he began with weren't the lyrics of "An He Bridge"; his voice had a magnetic quality.
"You accompany me into the summer of cicadas, beyond the city's clamor~"