Lu Man would smile and start singing, "The setting sun no longer lingers, the moon no longer casts a reflection," or "Regarding the wind and the moon, you write the preface and wait for him to return." I would then casually grab a ham sausage or a cucumber, passing it to Sheng Chenbing’s mouth. The two of us would huddle together, swaying as we sang, our voices growing weaker. Yet, trying to sing along to the original tracks through our earphones, we couldn't help but go off-key or miss a beat. After mocking each other, the couple would end up feeding the "microphones"—the crunchy snacks or sausages in their hands—to one another until they were all gone.
"This shouldn't be happening; it really shouldn't."
Lu Man looked left and right, confirming that this was Gu Lingyi’s phone. Her iconic, bright green dinosaur charm was still tied to it, baring its little teeth and smiling at Lu Man.
Chapter 227