"Here's a CD from the past, listen to our love back then, sometimes I suddenly forget I'm still in love with you, can't sing the songs like before, hearing them all makes me blush and hide...."
"Poplar, sing something else, this song is awfully hard to listen to."
In the music bar owned by Gao Xiaosong and Lao Lang in Houhai, Zhou Xun, who was chatting, paused to shout at Poplar, who was playing the guitar and singing on the stage.
"Change it up, Old Poplar, this song is everywhere these days, I'm sick of hearing it."
Gao Xiaosong winked at Poplar.
Poplar shrugged his shoulders and, with his guitar, began to play "Wind-blown Waves" himself.
Zhou Xun hummed lightly, turned her head back, and glared at Link, complaining in a hoarse voice, "Who asked you to collaborate with Princess? You know I don't get along with her, and yet you still work with her, that's not being a good friend at all."
"What happened between you and Sister Princess? I haven't heard about it."
