She was born unable to see faces and could only identify everything in the world by their voices.
Under the moonlight in Suzhou, he stood in the alley and listened to the piano all night, but she didn't know. In Nanjing, she signed a marriage contract to save her father, and he wrote in the fourth blank: No force.
He said, "Just playing the piano is enough." She used the sound of the piano to guard him for the rest of his life.
He shouldered her sins, shielded her from wind and rain, and shouldered all the unspeakable suffering for her. She thought he was a young marshal, Cheng Zhiyuan who could cover the sky with one hand. Later I learned that he was just a man who could die at any time.
Broken arm, returned, and left again. She waited for him twice. Three years at a time, a lifetime at a time.
Many years later, she returned to her old home in Suzhou. The osmanthus tree is still there, the piano is still there, but he is gone. There is no boat in Suzhou River to carry her to find him. She has been playing the piano all her life, and the person she has been waiting for her whole life has not come back after all.
A startling glance can ruin a lifetime, and old things are like smoke and cannot be forgotten. She couldn't remember his face, but she recognized his voice. But in this world, those footsteps can no longer be heard.
