Harrison felt there was some truth in her words, but as he was currently in a low mood, he was unsure if he could hold on as the director until the end.
Carrie suddenly said, "Let me write you a song."
"What?"
Harrison panicked a bit, how could they be chatting well, and suddenly, she wanted to write a song?
Hadn't all of the Divine Sword Melodies been copied down?
How long had it been since then?
Did she want to use love to influence me?
It's over!
I mustn't create any trouble, and she will end up writing a heartfelt but shallow love song, and history will be off course.
"Ahem, no need for that, we'll just practice the songs from Octaves."
"No! I want to write it for you now! I want to tell you what a beautiful dream should be like! I'll pull you out of your nightmare now!"
Carrie slapped the bar counter next to her and quickly walked toward the piano in the living room.
Harrison awkwardly stood up and wanted to follow her.
