Silently, he gradually caught up with Bi Xia, running shoulder to shoulder with him. Suddenly, he saw Bi Xia take out his phone, open a music app, and then a rhythmic song started playing from the earphones hanging around the young boy's neck.
Ji Qiutang paused slightly, "Is it 'Immortals'?"
"Yeah," Bi Xia nodded, "You know it." Saying that, he hummed a few lines softly.
That clean, slightly hoarse voice combined with the music from the earphones, surprisingly, didn't sound out of place at all. In fact, it added a unique flavor to the original song.
Ji Qiutang's clear eyes held a hint of warmth, "They say we are what we are, But we don't have to be."
His starry eyes glanced at the young man who recited the lyrics, slightly raising the corners of his eyes, and responded in a calm voice, "I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way."
