Li Yuan was completely unaware of the shock his new roommates were experiencing. He was still immersed in Jiang Zhiyu's singing, his soul intoxicated.
Music is the window to the soul. A song with an ancient style like "Blue and White Porcelain," especially when sung by Jiang Zhiyu, was incredibly restorative, soothing the irritable mood that had plagued Li Yuan since his rebirth. Her voice was a healing balm. Although Jay Chou originally sang "Blue and White Porcelain," Li Yuan felt Jiang Zhiyu's version was far more melodious.
When the song ended, Jiang Zhiyu looked up at him, a little shy but with eyes full of anticipation. "Xia Hua, how was my singing? Did you like it?"
Facing her clear, bright eyes that shone like stars, Li Yuan nodded emphatically. In both my past life and this one, this is the most beautiful voice I have ever heard up close.
