Nanyin

In a small town named Nanxun on the southern border of the Yangtze River, there is a department called Liumen. Among them, the one with the best business is Qumen. And I am the master of Qumen. I am - Nanyin. Singing babblingly, with a slight frown and a swaying step, the song lingered for three days. Here, on the surface, it is a place to listen to music, but the stories in the music are reproduced one by one. In order to solve my doubts and retrieve my lost memories, I resolutely started looking for the soul that filled the string of beads. I wanted to wait and watch, but I didn't know that I was already in the middle of the song...