"Admiring your beauty, whether feigned or sincere..."
Leng Zirui smirked and sang the next line.
"Loving the wrinkles on your aged face!"
As he sang, he didn't forget to wink at him.
Xu Xia raised her hand to push him lightly.
Everyone was moved by the emotion, singing along with him, some high, some low.
"The wind blows, bringing news of you
This is the song in my heart..."
Striking the final chord, Leng Zimo took a gentle breath and softly sang the last line.
"When I am old, I just want
To sing this song to you."
For the last line, he changed the lyrics.
Luo Xiaoqian smiled with the corners of her lips raised, but tears had already blurred her eyes.
Raising the palm that rested on the piano, the man didn't speak, just gently embraced her and lowered his head to kiss her face.
"Silly girl!"
Time grows old.
Youth fades away.
Yet you are still the one I love most dearly.
Time passes.
The young appearance has aged.
But you are forever my cherished silly girl.
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