The music gradually moved into the high notes.
Han Luoli sat on the high swivel chair, the bluish-white screen casting a light that created shadows over his chiseled features, rising and falling gracefully, with perfect contours. His lips moved slightly, exuding a lazy and noble aura, as if a king had descended.
Gu Xiaoer waved her tiny hands, her body swaying as she sat on the leather sofa. Her emotions were fully charged, and her big eyes shone brightly, staring at the man.
She eagerly anticipated the man singing the most classic lyrics.
In her heart, she had already begun to rehearse.
But——
He started to sing, the first half flawlessly set up, only to abruptly stop at the climax...
"Just like this, conquered by you, drinking the poison you hid, my story has ended, my love and hate buried..."
"Eh?"
Gu Xiaoer stared blankly at the man who continued to sing, but his pitch had basically drifted to the Arctic Ocean, her mouth slowly opening.
Da Luoluo was off-key... right...
