She said just a single sentence, and the audience all fell silent without any prior agreement.
Because it was an impromptu performance, there was no accompaniment, no music—only the melody carried by Tian Sangsang's voice.
"It was an autumn,
The wind so tender.
It made me think of them,
Those helpless eyes."
"There, amidst the beautiful scenery,
Where we once stayed together,
I heard a deafening roar,
Echoing through the valley."
The clear, somber, and melancholic voice reached the villagers' ears, and inexplicably, a wave of sorrow swept across the crowd. Just a few simple lyrics, plain yet profoundly understood. Tian Sangsang's piercing, resonating voice struck their hearts, allowing them to feel the essence of the melody.
It was as if they had truly stepped into that autumn, the wind so tender. But if the scenery was beautiful, why did they witness the helpless eyes? What did that deafening roar signify? What had happened?
