"Rainbow Storms, Invisible Roses! The heart is as passionate as water and as passionate as the dream tripod. The Storm Storms and the Storms and the Roses..."
The originally calm song joined in Lin Jin's excitement and surging feelings, which became even more intense. The flame that seemed to be burning in his heart kept beating with rhythm, and the intense high-pitched voice stimulated his blood to boil. In the winter, although the cold wind blew, Lin Jin could not feel the cold at all.
When the song ended, Lin Jin, who was still unsatisfied with her performance, closed her mouth. The itch in her throat had vanished after she had sung a song. She took a deep breath, lifted her head, and looked at the audience below the stage, who had stood up one by one and stared at her.
"Why is there
