I still remember every detail of that day - the sunshine at dusk was so bright that it seemed to be burning, as if it was trying to exhaust all the beauty, sifting out mottled light and shadow from the heavily entangled vines. And in this mottled light and shadow, your face is as peaceful and melancholy as the first time I saw you, and your eyelashes are gently lowered. The clean patch of dust seems to be disappearing in this all-burning sunshine. There is only one thing that makes you different. Your piano sound is not as sad and gentle as before, but is passionate, even angry, as if you are helplessly pouring out your heart.
You suddenly raised your eyes and faced me. Your eyes were too deep and contained too many emotions that I didn't understand, which made me indulge...
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