No one had ever shared such a whimsical idea with her in all these years.
If only her brother had come to Jing Country earlier, perhaps the two siblings might already have embarked on a journey across the land,
living those glorious days,
free from guarding the Ancestor Tree, able to roam and explore the mountains and rivers at will.
And now?
"I await the arrival of that beautiful life, hoping by then, we siblings are still alive," Zhou Lingyi said, her tone heavy.
"Not just alive, but living brilliantly."
...
Zhou Xuan reeled in his thoughts, adjusting his mood.
Inside the shop, Little Fuzi was already fast asleep.
Yun Ziliang and Zhao Wuya were tinkering with a new phonograph.
The box-style phonograph Zhou Xuan had ordered a few days ago had finally arrived, complete with complimentary records from the most popular singer of the time.
