Nie Qingzhou's mind was already a mess. Hearing Xia Yi's tone, he felt that she didn't believe him. Anxious, he blurted out, "It's true… Really. My name is Zhou Bin. I'm twenty-seven years old… You'll become a very successful singer in the future… I saw you on TV… I know you… My cousin is your fan…"
Nie Qingzhou spoke incoherently, spilling everything he knew.
"I want… to use the information I know… to help you achieve your dreams… I wrote everything down in a notebook two years ago… Everything that happened… But I… I…" His voice mumbled, gradually fading away.