The content of the song was exactly the same too. Without him realizing, Lu Yizhou had propped himself up until he was leaning against the damp brick wall. He turned his head toward the direction of the voice as though he could hear it better this way.
For some inexplicable reason, he knew it deep inside his heart. This was Pandora, his lover's voice.
The birds are singing…
The flowers are blooming…
But it's such a pity…
Everyone is already deceased…
