Everyone got along harmoniously, sharing Holy Communion and praising God. Hu ao felt he had completely integrated into them; he had never felt so happy, as if all the pain and suffering he had endured over the years were for this day.
On this otherwise unremarkable day, his God finally showed him goodwill.
"Yes, yes, that's the melody."
Liya directed Hu ao, teaching him to hum the tune.
Hu ao really had no musical talent. He once tried singing sea shanties with the sailors, but was warned they would throw him overboard if he continued.
At the time, Hu ao felt lost for quite a while.
"It's like this."
Liya said and started humming.
It was an ancient, long-forgotten melody, a nameless tune, but as if with magic power. Although Liya sang awkwardly, without any accompaniment by famous musicians, Hu ao, for some reason, inexplicably sensed a bit of holiness, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.
