Golden Wind, Jade Dew, Late Night Speech

The night in the ancient city of Yangshuo was gentle, and beside the stone steps of the 10th anniversary site, a carefully prepared heart slowly unfolded. Gu Sheng, dressed in elegant ancient clothes, sat on the piano chair that had been prepared in advance. He gently plucked the strings with his bare hands and sang a complete song to Mo Qingcheng. He was dressed in Jungui's ancient costume, standing quietly with gentle eyes, staring at her alone. All members of the Perfect Dubbing Club quietly witnessed and listened with bated breath. When the song ended, everyone was shocked. There is no hustle and bustle, no deliberateness, only the purest heart and tenderness, flowing gently in the night.