When he was seven years old, he heard the flute for the first time and never stopped. He was so happy that he learned how to play the flute and recited it deeply.
In the 17th rainy season, when I was playing the flute, I met the floating life and fell in love with it. It seemed that I was carrying the floating life with me, and I was extremely lucky.
On the 27th, the wedding dress of the Qingdi flute was as burnt by fire, extremely beautiful, but lying in front of the grave, extremely sad.
Years pass like water, and I fall in love with floating life. I also recite the flute twenty times in life.
When I turn around, the flute flowers are scattered, and my heart is filled with evil thoughts and unreal thoughts.
When you encounter a beautiful city, the sound of the flute lingers around you. The beauty has faded away, and you will live without the flute.
Her name is Qingdi and he is Fusheng
"Whose clear flute sounds gradually and becomes distant, and it has sounded for many years in Fusheng."
The longer his clear flute becomes, the more beautiful it becomes, but who knows when he opens his lips and is incompatible with you.
When love meets hate, where will Qingdi go?
The ten-year agreement was fleeting.
No matter what, I will repay you in this life whatever you owe me in the past life.
If possible, I just wish I could live without hearing the flute.