Nan Ci hates people who have fake smiles on their faces.
Those people are pretentious and hypocritical, but they always get the most sincere treatment.
But these people, who live in the quagmire, have been hiding from the light all their lives.
Until that phantom-like melody shone into his dirty life.
Hazy and ethereal, like redemption.
He longed for change, but ended up becoming what he hated most.
But that cold and unreachable melody has long been stained with dirt and grime.
Intention: May the love that is not accepted be fulfilled
