The end of the century has passed, and I slowly fell asleep humming this song that day. Late at night, I realized that no matter how strong people are, they are also so fragile and confused. In that world, there is no light and no sound of breathing. If I could not hear my own voice, the darkness would swallow me up... Fei, are you willing to use half a century to make your voice heard for me every time I fall into the darkness?
Conception:
It's beautiful, come on! !