In the dim room, a small energy-saving lamp let out a small glow and a low drunken voice resounded, "...burning anger, conquered by you just like that, cut off all the way out, my heart is firm…"
Yun Huan had a great voice; it was like a cello and a little cold. With the song, Qin Yi slowly fell asleep.
The soundproofing in the room was not bad and Yun Huan wasn't too worried that people outside could hear him. After Qin Yi fell asleep, Yun Huan stopped singing.
His face was slightly flushed as well. Chen Che had made him drink quite a lot that night as well. Although he was a pretty good drinker, he was somewhat drunk at this moment and his mind began to slow down.
His gaze landed on Qin Yi, who was sleeping soundly, and Yun Huan's face turned gentle. His peach blossom eyes weren't as distant and aloof as usual.