"It's just... it made me think of Sister Lan..." Li Xiye took the tissue and wiped her tears. "I heard a lyric, and for some reason, I started imagining what would have happened if something had really happened to Sister Lan back then... Thank goodness it didn't. Thank you."
"Drink some water and calm down." Zhou Chen twisted open a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her.
Li Xiye took a few sips of water and several deep breaths, quickly calming herself. She had always been strong. It was just that she had been swept up by the music's intense emotions, which touched a vulnerable part of her and made her imagine the worst, causing her to cry in spite of herself.
"Why are so many people crying?" Li Xiye looked around and noticed that many audience members were in tears.
"Good music has a powerful emotional impact and resonance. Everyone has their own sad stories... Back in the day, the Heavenly King would catch fugitives at every one of his concerts."
