I always like to tease you about your tone-deafness, but you always have no problem doing it over again.
Maybe one day in the future, when I pass you by, you will lead another girl and sing a moving melody.
In fact, everyone is an incomplete melody. When encountering another incomplete melody, they complete each other.
We had agreed that we would practice singing at a KTV alone. You had promised me that we would go to Hainan together... There were too many promises that could not be fulfilled.
If you were not talking about getting used to it, would I be shaken? But I am sure that I would not say sincerely: "You can get used to it too."
But there is no if.
Listening to those sad love songs, I thought of you again. I wonder if you are now trapped in the whirlpool of memories and cannot extricate yourself.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but I shuddered.
Now I no longer have to make excuses to lie to my dad. I will listen to my dad, stop falling in love, and study hard. I really lost you and can never get you back.
And the past with you has become an incomplete melody, deep in Feng Chen's heart.