When I think about the sound of the flute, I think about the hurt
Ning Yi sighs while playing the flute. Who is condensing memories that are unwilling to let go but dare not remember? Who is sighing at the hopeless but unreachable love?
If you can choose, you can condense the deepest love and memories in your heart into a drop of cinnabar tears. When the tears fall, the love will be forgotten. I wonder if you would like that?
She is a person from another world who doesn't know why she exists in this time and space. In order to get an answer, she plays the song of condensation and sigh that can be heard by thousands of people. Those who have too many obsessions and too many resentments in their hearts will meet them if they are destined.
Thousands of obsessions, all kinds of infatuations, one song condenses and the past is forgotten.
The tears like blood carried the pain that she didn't want to look at again. Through those tears, what they want to forget will appear in her mind. She also wants to escape that kind of pain, but everyone has his or her own destiny. Can she escape?
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