Singing with indifference, listening with intention.
The men sitting on the sofa all silently put down their chopsticks upon hearing the song, their expressions varying.
Lin Zhou leaned on the sofa, looking at Tian Xin's back, and recalled the days when he couldn't see her. That pain, indeed, was as bottomless and untouchable as the song described. Even though they were inseparable now, when would he hear her say "I'm willing"?
Lin Hai looked at Li Jing in front of him, who was idly selecting songs, a complex smile on his lips.
Perhaps because he had already won his beauty, Gao Cheng was very calm as he watched Gao Wen, who was singing a duet with Tian Xin, with a face full of affection!
Only Zhang Shuai looked annoyed.
All the bottles before him were empty, piled messily on the table. He sat with his arms crossed, leaning on the sofa, unsure why he felt such emotions.
