On her 18th birthday, Yao Leer received a storage box. Inside are the relics left by my mother - a letter, a gold ring, and a yellowed photo. The photo showed a cold little boy with distant eyebrows.
"This is the baby kiss my mother ordered."
Yao Leer scoffed. Ten years of age difference, a person I have never met before, and some inexplicable agreement.
Until she met Gong Yanze in the bar - the man in the audience was wearing a dark shirt, cool and restrained, and there was no trace of the relaxation in his body that came to the bar for entertainment. She played a wrong chord, and he sat in the dark and glanced at her without moving away.
"Sign a one-year agreement to live together, live in separate rooms, and not interfere with each other's private lives. After one year, if you want to terminate the contract, I will cooperate and move out at any time."
An agreement was made on a piece of paper, everyone should keep their boundaries and live in separate houses. She thought it was a deal where everyone got what he wanted, and he thought it was just a compromise to deal with his elders. But on the first day she moved in, there was a bouquet of dried flowers beside her pillow; she casually said, "You can't buy the first edition vinyl", so he looked for it for a long time and gave it to her on the day she finished recording the album; when she fell asleep, he looked at her for a long time.
He never talks about love. But everything he did, he said.
The inkstone is the island and the wind is the wind. He named her first album after the "island wind" in the name of the college band and the "blue sky" that represented her. At a concert with thousands of people, he allowed the light to move from the stage to himself in the audience.
She ran off the stage and threw herself into his arms. "Did you see that? That light."
He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ears without saying anything. But she knew he saw it. From the first sight to now
