"Two heroines + secret love + age difference + he"
[affectionate and paranoid little genius + rational and gentle big sister]
On the night of my 21st birthday, I drank and grabbed Jiang Wan's hand. "Jiang Wan, I like you."
She withdrew her hand and said in a very soft voice: "Zhiqiu, I am ten years older than you."
"Age doesn't matter."
"That's the problem." She turned around, "I can't watch you waste your best years on someone whose youth is about to run out."
I went abroad. Two years and more than 700 days.
When I came back, I "ran into" her at the bookstore she often went to. She was flipping through a music theory book.
"Teacher Jiang." I called her.
She raised her eyes and was stunned for a moment: "... Zhiqiu. He has grown up."
My friends always call me a coward, and I say you don't understand.
On her 34th birthday, I gave her a USB flash drive.
"There are 109 songs in it, from 14 to 24 years old. All for you."
She didn't answer, just looked at me: "I might have gray hair next year."
"Then I'll dye you starry gray." I said, "Jiang Wan, I love you, not you at a certain age."
She cried, and her tears fell and hit the back of my hand, which was very hot.
Later, she always loved the folder called "Evening Breeze" and listened to the "Sonnet".
"You really wrote this when you were 14?"
"Yeah." I hugged her from behind and rested my chin on her shoulder, "That day you taught me physics problems. You were so close that I could smell the scent of your hair. I went home and wrote this song, and my heart beat so fast that I wrote several wrong notes."
Ten years of secret love are like a long tide, I finally waited for the shore that belongs to me
Reader comments
This is a deep feeling hidden in the notes, a tender story of two souls that transcend age and worldliness, and finally reach perfection after thousands of sails. The confession she made three years ago was gently dismissed by time. Instead of wallowing in the loss, she went to Vienna with her heart full of longing and unspoken attachment, and put all her love, thoughts, hopes and thoughts into every melody and every note. The wind in Vienna, blowing across the keys, could not dispel her obsession. Those songs composed day and night have no gorgeous words, only the simplest heart. Every melody is her murmur, and every beat is her affectionate confession. She used music as a letter and time as a mail, sending her thoughts across the mountains and seas to the people in her heart. She exchanged sincerity for sincerity. Worldly barriers and age gaps slowly melted away in pure love. There was no vigorous scene, only a steady flow of water. She used her most persistent gentleness to knock on the closed door of her heart. It turns out that the most touching love is never a momentary impulse, but that despite all the hardships, I am still willing to write and compose music for you. I am willing to hide all the tenderness and affection into the years, waiting for you to look back, waiting for you to understand, waiting for you to stand side by side with me, and listen to the melody of the rest of my life, all played for you. I hope someone out there loves this book as much as I do.
It's a book with amazing writing. I originally just opened it to pass the time. The more I read it, the more amazing it became. It describes the throb, pull, and daily life between two people very well and sweetly. I recommend it.
Beautiful and delicate writing
It looks good, come on, author
Very nice, but a little short.
Nice looking, nice looking, nice looking
It looks good, but why is one named Ye and the other named Lin?
One of the few stunning works by Yang Persimmon with two female protagonists
It's very interesting. I hope there will be radio dramas in the future. I really want to listen to "The Tenth Year" and "Winter Sun"
It's pretty good, but it feels sweet at the beginning and then it's over.
Jiang Wan is worth the ten years of waiting to know Qiu, and knowing Qiu is worth Jiang Wan's love.
Everything is the best arrangement
This is a deep feeling hidden in the notes, a tender story of two souls that transcend age and worldliness, and finally reach perfection after thousands of sails. The confession she made three years ago was gently dismissed by time. Instead of wallowing in the loss, she went to Vienna with her heart full of longing and unspoken attachment, and put all her love, thoughts, hopes and thoughts into every melody and every note. The wind in Vienna, blowing across the keys, could not dispel her obsession. Those songs composed day and night have no gorgeous words, only the simplest heart. Every melody is her murmur, and every beat is her affectionate confession. She used music as a letter and time as a mail, sending her thoughts across the mountains and seas to the people in her heart. She exchanged sincerity for sincerity. Worldly barriers and age gaps slowly melted away in pure love. There was no vigorous scene, only a steady flow of water. She used her most persistent gentleness to knock on the closed door of her heart. It turns out that the most touching love is never a momentary impulse, but that despite all the hardships, I am still willing to write and compose music for you. I am willing to hide all the tenderness and affection into the years, waiting for you to look back, waiting for you to understand, waiting for you to stand side by side with me, and listen to the melody of the rest of my life, all played for you. I hope someone out there loves this book as much as I do.
It's a book with amazing writing. I originally just opened it to pass the time. The more I read it, the more amazing it became. It describes the throb, pull, and daily life between two people very well and sweetly. I recommend it.
Beautiful and delicate writing
It looks good, come on, author
Very nice, but a little short.
Nice looking, nice looking, nice looking
It looks good, but why is one named Ye and the other named Lin?
One of the few stunning works by Yang Persimmon with two female protagonists
It's very interesting. I hope there will be radio dramas in the future. I really want to listen to "The Tenth Year" and "Winter Sun"
It's pretty good, but it feels sweet at the beginning and then it's over.
Jiang Wan is worth the ten years of waiting to know Qiu, and knowing Qiu is worth Jiang Wan's love. Everything is the best arrangement
Very good, short, delicate and warm.