The young man in white plays the music of the piano in his hand, as if he is entangled in a dream, a tender healing, and a conspiracy from another world. In the strange entanglement, the girl met him again. He was dressed in dark clothes, holding a peacock feather, looking at the girl with slightly upward eyes, and whispered in her ear with his low and lazy voice: "Jiujiu, remember I am Mu Chenyan, don't call me wrong again, I am very narrow-minded."
Intention: We are the best companions when we move forward hand in hand