The Wind Passes Without a Trace

(This is a sad story, and it is also a crazy story, with a tiger mother, a fierce wife, a crazy ex, and a sister Lin who is always in love. What kind of start in life is this?) Introduction: The 172cm tall figure shuttles between the recording studio and the office. When his dark brown curly hair sweeps across the collar of his suit, it always carries the fragrance of gardenia. Mousse was his most capable assistant. He was able to change the music scores and book air tickets. He was also his most troublesome disciple. He could write "The lights at the end of the alley sleep before the stars", but he would talk back with red eyes when being criticized for his lyrics. The male protagonist, Feng Feng, is a big star in the music industry. He is used to her putting hot milk on the table, but when she turns around to dim the lights, his heart beats out of sequence. He is used to hearing her complain that his coffee is too bitter, but he sees the unspoken admiration in the draft of the words she stayed up late to revise. When the labels of "master, apprentice" and "cousin" start to get hot, when the disputes over word changes turn into silence where noses are touching, those heartbeats hidden in the gaps between the scores will eventually break out with the melody late one night. How sweet the beginning of life is, how sad the ending is!