"Miss, it's been recorded."
"Let me do it, let me do it."
Hiram adjusted the height of the camera, and Audrey began filming.
Forsythia suddenly jumped forward, landing in front of Gem Atkinson with her beautiful peach blossom eyes shining an unusual light, and said, "Gem, I want to sing a song for you!"
Before Gem could even say 'okay', Audrey was already clapping her hands, saying, "Great, great, quick, I'm recording everything."
The camera switched to night mode, and Forsythia stood in front of Gem with the vast starry sky behind her, where meteor showers still occasionally fell.
Whenever I hear melancholy tunes,
They revive the injury of memories.
Whenever I see the white moonlight,
I think of your face.
I know I shouldn't think about it, can't think about it,
But I'm drawn again into confusion.
Who is causing my heartache, who am I worrying about,
It's you.
I know the words I shouldn't have said,
Made you leave in a huff.
Wondering about the years spent drifting,
