The content of the song was exactly the same too. Without him realizing, Lu Yizhou had propped himself up until he was leaning against the damp brick wall. He turned his head toward the direction of the voice as though he could hear it better this way.
For some inexplicable reason, he knew it deep inside his heart. This was Pandora, his lover's voice.
The birds are singing…
The flowers are blooming…
But it's such a pity…
Everyone is already deceased…
Different from the serene voice he used to sing earlier, this time Lu Yizhou could somehow sense a tinge of melancholy in it, as if he was mourning for those who had perished in this place. The voice traveled through the stagnant air, the suffocating cell and the hard brick wall until it gently caressed Lu Yizhou's ears. It drowned out every miniscule sound around, making it as if Lu Yizhou was the only person left in this world. He could not even hear any the signs of Christian's breathing and heartbeat from the lower bunk.
