He was the noisiest secret in her youth and the only echo she understood in her silent world.
Lin Zhixia's eighteenth year began with a lyric from Jiang Chuan in an underground livehouse. At that time, he was an undusted diamond and she was a timid looker. The distance between them is from the stage to the auditorium.
Later, he walked to the stage where everyone was watching, and his singing resounded through the sky. She stepped into the crowd of people step by step and became one of the blurry faces in the audience.
