After putting down her phone, she looked up at the clean ceiling, the man's cool magnetic singing voice still faintly echoing in her ears. The line "That I love you more than life" was hauntingly stuck in her mind.
The lyrics were beautiful, but who knew how genuine the singer was.
…
Early in the morning, the fog dispersed.
In a high-end residential complex, third floor
"Old Bai, why are you pacing in the living room so early in the morning? What happened?" Old Madam Bai leaned against the wall as she walked out of the bedroom, seeing her husband's restless demeanor, she asked with concern.
Old Master Bai quickly went up to help her sit down, "Why aren't you resting in bed?"
"Lying down for too long, my old bones are about to fall apart." Having been bedridden for years, Old Madam Bai's pale face revealed a smile, which inevitably made one feel distressed.
"Is there a guest coming today?"
Old Master Bai hummed in affirmation, and suddenly the doorbell rang.
