"If this talented man plays this song for me, he will have no regrets in life and will have no regrets in death."
"That's right, it's enough for Bo Ya to have Ziqi know each other and cherish each other this time." Bo Ya raised the corner of his mouth, and his smile was as bright as a peach blossom, but the tears that fell silently were so sad, falling bit by bit, soaking bit by bit, spreading bit by bit...
"Ahem, will Boya's piano be played only for me in this life?"
"In this life, I will only play and listen to you."
"Haha, thank you, Boya... Boya..."
Lips condensed into a slight smile, as if the spring breeze blew up the flowers that were all over the ground, weak and bright, using the last bit of strength to intertwine and spread beautifully...
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