"Cough, cough cough..." A coughing sound came from beside him.
Su Ming'an turned his head and saw a white-haired girl sitting next to him, her face pale, a handkerchief stained with a bit of blood from coughing.
Noticing his gaze, the girl took out a small booklet, somewhat reserved yet eager: "Olivius. I wrote a new poem... do you want to hear it?"
"Mm." He heard himself reply with a sound.
It seems this experience is a shared moment between Sique and a friend.
The white-haired girl opened the booklet and softly recited:
"[Daisies sway gently in the spring breeze,]"
"[In the green field, independent and unrestrained,]"
"[Not envying the birds flying high, just wishing to enjoy time quietly.]"
"[In the embrace of Mother Earth, daisies bloom, year after year, remembering...]"
Sique listened quietly. On the dark green field, only the girl's clear voice, mingled with a hint of trembling, perhaps from the nervousness of sharing.
