Despite his black hair sticking with dried mucus, despite his face smeared with gray dust. The old man remembering past days recalled everything.
Professor Nuno Alexandrovich's withered hands had nowhere to place, his eyes gradually reddened, and his lips moved silently.
"My god... How is this possible... You... you're still alive?"
Lu Li nodded in response.
The trembling, withered hand held onto the edge of the sofa, propping up the aging body.
"Please wait a moment, I'll call those old friends..." the old man said excitedly, his staggering steps making one doubt if he'd fall.
Bang.
The door closed, and the short footsteps behind the door gradually receded.
Leaving Katerina staring blankly at Lu Li: "The ballad he mentioned is about your story...?"
"Yes."
"But you never mentioned..."
"You never asked."
Lu Li thought about the ballad. Was the source of the all-speaking ballad the Rope of Descent or Anna?
