The girl bent her knees and hugged herself in the dark. Let the tears flow freely on his face.
Countless memories came to mind.
Three years ago, I was just an ordinary high school student. When I'm bored, I write and draw on paper, pretending to be a literary girl. Holding a big guitar, he strummed it casually and sang fragmented tunes.
The first time I saw them standing on the bright stage on TV, I was deeply attracted. The big boy with the sunny smile melted the girls' hearts like a ray of warm sunshine in winter. Is this love at first sight?
Who could have predicted that three years later, the emotional fragments I wrote would be composed by myself. Perhaps because of the stories she has experienced, that faint sadness injects soul into her music. By chance, it was recognized by professionals.
How happy I felt when I heard that my work was performed perfectly by him, it still stays clearly in my mind.
Three years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and everyone has grown up.
He is no longer the big fool who only treats himself well.
Jiang Hanxin. You are enviable enough. What are you still hoping for?
Zhu Zhu. I hope you will remember today's promise.
Some things should fade away from my world, even though my heart is empty, even though it will leave a trace of sadness. It's time to make up your mind to say goodbye.
Don't worry. Tomorrow, I will still be the same Jiang Hanxin who will quarrel with you.