Jian Yufei opened her eyes wide, and she felt a sudden jolt in her heart.
Ruan Tianling looked at her, continuing to repeat the two lines.
"How many loved your moments of glad grace, and loved your beauty with love false or true.
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, and loved the sorrows of your changing face..."
Though he was reciting a poem, Yufei felt as though he was confessing his feelings for her.
Jian Yufei lowered her gaze, afraid to meet his eyes. "I thought it was Ye Zhi who wrote this poem."
"Right, it's a poem by William Butler Yeats."
Jian Yufei was ashamed. Not being educated was truly scary; she had thought Yeats was Chinese.
Fortunately, she hadn't said much, otherwise she would have embarrassed herself.
Jian Yufei laughed awkwardly, "I know this poem because of a song, Water Age's 'With You All My Life'."
Ruan Tianling picked up the music player, and 'With You All My Life' came pouring out.
In my dreams, you have left
I wake up in tears
...
