This threat was truly severe for Lu Yinxing.
If Xia Ye never spoke to her again, how dull her life would be.
Lu Yinxing said, "I won't sleep, brother, don't ignore me."
Lu Yinxing's whole body was in pain.
But the surroundings were still enveloped in darkness.
No waves, calm and tranquil.
Time seemed to be at a standstill.
But all of this made Lu Yinxing feel even more terrified.
The silence was frightening.
Lu Yinxing said, "Brother, I want to hear you sing, sing for me, alright?"
Lu Yinxing had never heard Xia Ye sing before.
In Lu Yinxing's impression, the eldest brother was a genius, but very stingy with words.
On ordinary days, he would say as few words as possible, not to mention singing.
Lu Yinxing had seen him play the piano, but had really never heard Xia Ye sing.
Lu Yinxing originally thought Xia Ye would definitely refuse.
She even suspected that her brother couldn't sing at all.
But unexpectedly, Xia Ye's voice rang out in the night sky.
