Ruka blushed as she couldn’t contain her joy. She could not believe she had the privilege to hear Ren sing her a lullaby as a child. That’s surreal.

“I want to hear the lullaby,” she said. She took out her earphones and plugged them into the phone. Then, she turned up the volume to hear Ren’s deep and rich voice.

“Give me a second. I’m looking for the lyrics,” he spoke earnestly. In fact, he was prepared to sing for her.

Her heart thumped wildly as she waited like a child in line for an amusement park ride. After a period of silence on the other end of the line, he said, “Are you listening?”

Ruka responded with a hum and was impatient to hear him sing. “Yes.”

Instantly, he started to sing with his tenor voice, which was light and smooth. “Lavender’s blue, dilly-dilly, lavender’s green; when I am king, dilly-dilly, you shall be queen; who told you so, dilly dilly, who told you so? ‘Twas my own

dilly-dilly, that told me

had such a captivating and precise way of pronouncing words that it was almost hypnotic to listen to. Ruka’s breath slowed to a steady rhythm as she clung to every note, and his voice pulled the strings in her heart. She was so concerned about missing even one hum

of the world and surrounded by a warmth only he could provide. If he were a

song. Ruka’s face blushed. Is he attempting

lullaby and asked, “Do you

sing me lullabies

but that was a different lullaby,” he replied with a

brows, and her eyes glittered as she asked, “If we get married, will you sing me

breathing to flutter.

getting late. You should go to bed,”

to the drowsiness and insisted childishly,

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