The slender fingers were pressing the strings with his left hand, and holding the bow in his right hand, he was playing a certain melody with concentration.
I have never tried to remember this piece of music so deeply, or in fact, I just remembered a person.
At least, I have never forgotten it for seven years.
I tried deep love but got no return. I am willing to guard you silently.
But I find it unbearable. You regard my love as garbage, throw it on the ground, and trample my self-esteem to pieces.
Seven years is the limit.
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I have finished writing this article and it will be serialized on the evening of the 28th, so the progress is complete. If you don't want to watch the series, you can wait until the evening of the 28th to read it all at once. Thank you all for coming.
This article is [completed]. I'm still thinking about whether to post a long article. I haven't written many long articles because I'm afraid of being abandoned by me, and there are also a lot of bullies here.
Conception: