He played the harp all his life, carried the harp, and was bound by the harp. I wandered around for half my life, miserable, until I met him...
He held a sword and rode a horse all his life, carefree, but after he left, his heart was locked tight all his life.
Cynical and magnanimous throughout his life, he named his secret.
He is his one thought of lovesickness, and he is his thousands of good scenes.
"After you leave, this place can no longer be opened..." Xiao Qian'an pressed her chest.
"When I leave, I won't touch the piano anymore. I will use blood as a sacrifice." Yin Changge suddenly hooked the strings with his two fingers, and with a hasty stroke, the blood beads rolled down.
"I'm not a noble person, Xiao Qian'an, but I will never owe you." Yin Changge hugged the xylophone, his voice trembling, like a trapped animal.
"Changge, I will be a prisoner in this life, and I will accompany you in the next life, okay?" Yin Changge is still wearing the same white clothes, just like before, but Xiao Qian'an knows that nothing will ever be the same again, his heart is locked, and the key is missing...