C86 Xia Xiaoyun's Hard Work

Who sent you to me? It was that round moon, that bright moon, that gurgling spring. . .

After waking up in the morning, Xia Xiaoyun seemed to still hear the song of Heavenly Orchid Girl.

This kind of inexplicable illusion made her suspect that the song she heard last night was real.

Who was singing?

It was already after midnight. No one would sing at that time, even if someone did