Every piece of music composes a story, and every rhythm follows every moving note. But what kind of melody can be composed without notes?
Everyone has the right to love and the right to be loved. And for the girl who has been reduced to a beggar, does she still have her own happy world? Is it too much to beg to be loved, cherished, cared for and comforted? Is it not the fate of a beggar to have his own love?
What kind of identity and fate can she have after losing all her memories?
What kind of music of life can be composed in a boy's casual eyes? Can he change her fate? Can she have her own true happiness?