C42 Dreamlike enigma

Zuo En raised his head to look at the bright moon, and his sunglasses flashed with a silver light.

"You like it, don't you? Why ask? Like it or not, it's all the same to me. "Xuan, sometimes I feel that you're more suited for the dark night …"

The clear and mellow voice was like a green tea. It boiled and slowly rose and then slowly fell in the transparent cup of water