Song Shiyuan and Yuxi first met at dusk in the school piano room. She had been practicing too late and wanted to find a quiet corner to do her homework. When she opened the door, she saw the legendary "Third Young Master of the Song Family" who was famous throughout the school, holding the cello on his shoulders and playing a piece of music she had never heard before with her eyes closed. The setting sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his 193-centimeter-long silhouette was outlined by the light, with his well-jointed fingers wandering over the strings - at that moment he didn't look as bad as the legend said. However, the music stopped abruptly in the next second. He opened his eyes. The moment his eyes fell on her mole, he raised the corners of his mouth viciously: "Have you seen enough? Pay the money, one hundred yuan a minute."
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Intention: Positive, Free, Redemptive