On the road, Ning Xi rolled down the car window. The morning breeze was cool, and it felt nice on her face. It also blew away the depressed mood she had been in for days.
Lu Tingxiao turned on the radio, and instantly, light music floated out of the car.
Confession balloon / blown across the street by the wind / I saw a smile in the sky
You said you were difficult to chase after / you wanted me to give up
You don't need the dearest gift / but you want leaves from the Elysee
Oh / I will take you on a romantic date / not afraid to screw everything up
Owning you is owning / the whole world
My love / I love you / since I met you / everything is sweet
My love / Don’t refuse / your eyes
Are saying you agree.
…
The melody of this song was very sweet; it was as bright and crisp as a summer day, but listening to it, Ning Xi felt something was strange.
