The composition of War·Song was originally to create a soundtrack for the music talent show "The Strongest King".
Ruan Qi never imagined that this song would become a ten-year-old boy's spiritual power amidst his illness.
She looked at the little bump beneath the blanket, feeling as though a bunch of cotton candy with a lemony taste had clogged her heart—soft and sweet, yet tinged with a hint of sourness.
The light in Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes gradually melted into a pool of honey.
She showed a shallow smile and raised her hand to pat the blanket.
"Thank you, thank you for liking my song. I'm very happy to have a fan like you."
The little boy seldom interacted with outsiders, and when he felt the girl's touch through the blanket, his body instinctively shrank back a little.
Ruan Qi noticed his hesitation, curled her lips slightly, and patted the blanket again.
"Hey, little fan, can we meet? I can give you an autograph or we can take a photo together."
