Along with the music, Balalaika also closed her eyes and hummed softly.
This is a nocturne, full of nostalgia and a little sadness.
It seems to be singing the praises of the old days in the old world.
Angel was no longer in the bar at this time, and he walked towards the distance. However, he could still hear the touching music in his ears, and the humming that was even more moving than the sounds of nature.
The night breeze stirred up the fabric of the tavern, and Balalaika's charming face became extremely dazzling under the light, the smoke, and the beating notes.
Perhaps Angel will not forget this scene for countless years to come.
Not only the charming woman, but also the dim lights in this tavern that floated in the music.
Chapter completed!