She is the daughter of Japanese diva Kosaka Roko. She lived in a Chinese orphanage as an infant with only a silver pendant engraved with the word "Lu" for company.
When she was two years old, Lu Junyan, a taciturn young man, gave her all the candies he had saved for a year and said, "Don't cry."
From then on, he protected her as she grew up, and her talents awakened - photographic memory, absolute musicality, and mathematical genius.
A perfect score in the township competition at the age of seven, a gold medal in the National Olympiad at the age of eight, and admission to the junior class. When the news reached Japan, my grandmother burst into tears: "It's exactly the same as when Luko was a child..."
The biological mother has passed away, and the last page of the diary among her belongings reads: "Yulu, mother is waiting for you to come home."
She decided to go to Japan to see the cherry blossoms for her mother.
The boy handed her the guitar: "Play it when you miss me, I can hear you."
This is a story about being loved, finding roots and returning.
The intention: to use rural fireworks and musical youth to write about a fateful reunion and tender growth, hiding the thoughts and undying love of youth in ordinary years.