Chapter 23 come and go

heard music late at night It must be your finger again, flicking, In this deep night, dense sadness. I couldn't help but turn red on the edges, listen The vividness of Xianzi in the middle of the night. A voice that passes through my heart, It's bleak, I know, But how can I cope? Life has long defined her pattern, too weak It is people's beautiful imagination, Unless there is such a day in the dream, you and me, Let's pull the string of hope together.