Her voice whispered by Li Yuan's ear, and he could even feel her breath, as fragrant as an orchid.
"Now, at this distance, only I can hear."
Li Yuan's heart fluttered. It was a sensation completely different from when he was with Xia Zhijin. Feeling Zhong Tingyue's intense, expectant gaze, a single thought crossed his mind.
Every lie told requires countless others to maintain it.
Li Yuan felt a pang of regret. If I had known, I never would have concocted this story. How am I supposed to keep up this act?
With a beauty by his side and the die already cast, he had no choice but to go through with it. He steeled himself and cleared his throat. "Alright, I'll sing then."
...
You are in the brilliant sun of the south, with heavy snow swirling,
I am in the cold night of the north, where all four seasons feel like spring.
If I can make it before the sky turns dark,
I want to forget the look in your eyes.
...
A dream too vast to finish in one lifetime,
