The Music Is Restful

Every time she slept, she always felt something whispering in her ears: "Fu Sheng, Fu Sheng..." The voice was soft, but it was a name she didn't know. When Banran woke up, she could only see water stains on her jade pillow, but they were not her tears. And for some reason, her hand would lightly stroke without her realizing it, but what she wrote was: Ruo Xie. Finally one day, she walked into her dream.