Look Into the Eyes of These Red Spectres and Reconsider Your Answer (2 in 1)

"Xu Yin, this is for you." The old music sheet had many different tunes, and every note was playing a happy and lovesick song. The static noise drifted through his ears. Xu Yin did not reach out to touch the music sheet offered to him by Chen Ge. He stood silently at the side, like always shielding at Chen Ge's side. He did not say a word and was always unfazed by anything that came his way. Being lied to by the person he loved, being hurt by the person he loved, being amputated by the person he loved, it was as if Xu Yin was no longer himself once the knife stabbed into his heart.