As soon as Qian heard Lang Zouqin's section, she reflexively looked at the person playing the piano. Fortunately, it was a female pianist.
If it wasn't the pianist, who could it be?
Though the melody of the song was beautiful, Yu Mingxi's singing imbued it with intense sorrow. The sadness resonated through her voice, and because of Qian's profession, she was more empathetic than most people, feeling a wrenching discomfort after listening for a while.
Yu Mingxi's singing stirred up unpleasant memories from Qian's past life, even evoking a fear of being separated from Yu Minglang. That's the power of Yu Mingxi's voice.
When Yu Mingxi sang "Looking north towards home, tears stain my collar. Little sister misses Lang to this day, love deepened through shared hardships," Qian was certain she heard a tremor in the voice.
She looked up and saw Yu Mingxi's bright face adorned with her signature smile, but glistening tears were also present on her cheeks.
