He was originally a rich boy who loved to play the flute, and she was the number one courtesan in the brothel. They thought that a talented man and a beautiful woman were a match made in heaven, but they turned out to be a false phoenix and a mere dream in the world of mortals. He asked, if I were Master Qingjin again, would you wait for him in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River? She wanted to say those three words, but in the end she didn't say them.