The classical music was melodious, delicate, and pleasing to the ear, exactly to Jing Yiren's taste!
After a while of playing the song, Jing Xi asked, "How do you like this song?"
Jing Xi's sudden voice brought Jing Yiren back from her thoughts, she listened to the lyrics of the song carefully.
The reeds by the river are lush and green, the white dew turns to frost. The one called Yiren is over there across the water.
The reeds are desolate, the white dew has yet to dry. The one called Yiren is near the water's edge.
The reeds are numerous, the white dew is yet to cease. The one who depends on Yiren is at the river's side.
Yiren, like a dream, Yiren, just like before…..
Jing Yiren turned to look at Jing Xi, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you sing this?"
"Of course! This is the gift I have for you!" Jing Xi answered with great pride.
"..." Jing Yiren gave her a faint smile, "It sounds good! I thought you could only howl like a wolf!"
