When I was thirty-two years old, I met him on the overpass.
The boy huddled in the cold wind and played "Moonlight Sonata" on an old electronic organ. There is despair and talent hidden in the sound of the piano.
My name is Shen Xinglan, a documentary director who has been divorced for three years. I should have no expectations for this world. But that night, I walked up to him out of nowhere and proposed a deal——
"I'll help you learn piano, and you'll let me make a documentary."
Nineteen-year-old Jiang Zhou became the protagonist under my lens. He lived in my studio, was admitted to the conservatory, and turned from a wandering luthier into a talented boy on the stage.
I thought we were siblings, family.
Until his twentieth birthday, the young man knelt on one knee in front of the piano and asked me with red eyes:
"Sister, can I love you?"
I rejected him. I said that was gratitude, not love.
Then he played "Pathetique" until his fingers bled, left an IOU and 80,000 in cash, and disappeared into the rainy night.
Three months later, I saw him again in his hospital bed. The young man said expressionlessly: "Come to return the favor."
But he doesn't know that in the past three months, I have regretted it every day——
I regret not admitting sooner that I was in love with him too.
13 Years age difference | Piano genius | Abuse first and then sweet HE | Two-way redemption
