Grandma said that this dance is only complete at midnight on a white night.
The light must be right and the angle must be right.
She practiced all summer, and the floor was stained dark with sweat.
Sixteen-year-old Wen Sheng didn't know the name of the boy playing the piano.
He only left her a melody and the white gauze blown by the wind on the windowsill on the second floor.
Five years later she got lost in the snow in Helsinki,
Push open a door,
Inside the door is the same out-of-tune piano,
and a pair of familiar eyes.
When he spoke, his voice was still like ice falling in the snow.
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