Xie Qinglin returned to China and came to Huai'an, where she met a man who looked like her.
——Start——
Xie Qinglin: My classmate looks familiar to you.
Oh, I remembered, Uncle Song's son was born at an old age and was quite handsome.
——Later——
Song Yihuai: I like you.
Xie Qinglin: You don't understand me.
Genius musician who looks down on life & true and false tenderness, pure love and jealousy
Intention: Destined fate