"What are you listening to?" Jiang Xingyu chuckled, intrigued by her nervous look.
"Without you." Luna threw in a song she was not even listening to.
"Really?" Jiang Xingyu laughed. "That is my favorite song."
"Is it?" Luna tittered, not expecting that the song she had blurted out just happened to be one that he liked the most. She even suspected it to be one of those outdated methods that men used to make it seem like they had something in common with the woman they like.
"It is." Jiang Xingyu looked reminiscent. "The artist is one of my best artists too, I like many of his songs."
Luna did not respond so he continued, "He sang this particular album for the woman he loves, who left without saying a single word."
Luna was pensive when he heard his words. "Are you speaking nonsense to find a conversation topic?"
