"Sure, but if you're tone-deaf, will you scare me off?" The young girl deftly washed the rice, placed it into the pot, and teased gently with a soft smile tugging at her lips.
"Listen first and then tell me if I sing well or not. This song—I've never sung it for anyone else before. I've been practicing it secretly, just so I can perform it for you." The man slightly arched his handsome brows, picked up the water glass beside him, moistened his throat, and then started singing.
How many crossroads have I passed, how many sighs have I heard
I take seriously your bewilderment
These feelings of confusion, I think everyone has them
But I'm lucky enough to share in your sorrow
Can I get a little closer? Can we draw in even tighter?
Indulge my small bit of vanity
In fact, you don't know just how beautiful you are to me
Like the rainbow that appears after the storm
If tomorrow's path leaves you unsure where to go
Stay by my side, be my wife, won't you?
