"Not everything that is unfinished needs to be continued.
Not all partings lead to reunions
Both sides acquiesce in this rule
Why complain about the cold world?
Everything you once had will be lost
Even the residual warmth of memory is sinking
It's a pity that there is no hug"
The song, so gentle it could drip water, slowly flowed out, with the unique husky sound of the guitar strings plucked, swaying from the empty stage.
Gu Yan was sitting in the audience, in the front row closest to the stage. He had a wonderful viewing angle that many fans would not envy. She stared at Han Xicheng under the spotlight, stunned and speechless.