Because everyone deliberately lowered their voice, fearful of breaking the dreamlike scene before them, the singing boy on the other side was not disturbed and continued to hum.
"In the distance under the azure sky, golden waves of wheat surge."
"At that place, you and I once loved..."
The chorus of the song repeated, but the emotion intensified.
After the buildup, the poetic imagery in the song felt even stronger.
Everyone gazed out the window, feeling as if the song was a live representation right in front of them.
The song's artistic conception, alongside the present scenery, completely immersed everyone.
"Let the lost vows dance, drifting with the west wind."
"Just like your soft long hair, once fragrant in my dreams."
"Hmm...la...hmm...la..."
After the final hum, the person outside had put down his strumming fingers, and everyone was still slow to recover.
