He rocks him back and forth gently, wrapping his arms around him, stroking through his hair.

"There isn't much to tell, Wei Ying. I created the song because I was in love with you and compose the song only for you. During that time, I did my best to clear your crimes and your name. I don't think it's all in vain even if people don't believe me. I had always believed in you. So when I get lonely, I play and sing this song for myself and Sizhui as well." Sizhui, their son is waiting for them back home, his tone is somber on the name.

Looking into his eyes, "This song is my soul and it's for you."