Mu Yan took it, the CD cover displaying a slim figure from behind, with dark tones, as if walking alone in the night, feeling the way forward, yet the dark yellow border seemed to signify that light was just ahead.
Her hand gently touched the CD case, her eyes feeling warm.
She always worried that Chenchen's connection to the world was too weak, that he would someday be forgotten, yet unbeknownst to her, he had already deepened his ties with the world.
She looked at Lin Jiamu, sincerely saying, "Thank you."
If not for his help, how could Mu Chen have fulfilled his wish?
"No need to thank me, Mu Chen is my brother too, and from a professional standpoint, I'm honored to sing these songs, he's really done well," Lin Jiamu said.
"Of course, if it weren't for health reasons, he could've done even better," Mu Yan said with a smile, even as tears fell.
