"Light and lingering sentiment, can't be waved away..."
Su Liya placed one hand on the edge of the table and closed her eyes, savoring it.
It was Chen Cheng's first time seeing her so serene; her usual good manners had a bit of a performative element, but this time, she truly calmed down.
"How about it? Was it okay?" Old Xu asked as the song ended.
Su Liya opened her eyes, "It sounds nice, but..."
"What?" Old Xu countered.
Su Liya looked at Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng didn't notice any issues, so he said, "If you have any doubts, feel free to speak."
Xiao Meier encouraged as well, "Right, Li Ya. Didn't we agree before coming not to keep things to ourselves?"
"It seems different from the Deng Lijun I heard at home," Su Liya replied.
"Isn't this Deng Lijun's voice?" Xiao Meier blinked, puzzled.
Chen Cheng also thought it sounded normal, he said, "Could it be the album you listened to and this vinyl record were made at different times? People's vocal cords do change."
