In winter, the most thrilling thing is holding a square box of black tea under the sunset, plugging in headphones, and smoothing out the wrinkles on his sleeves.
"Teacher Chen." She tilted her head and called him.
He looked at her fair face in profile and couldn't help but smile, "Huh?"
"How long do you think a lifetime is?" She asked.
"As long as the music you play." He touched her long hair. It was fluffy and curled up casually, which was a bit cute.
"So short?" She gestured with her hands.
He held her hand and looked at each other with clear and handsome features, "That's enough."
She lowered her head and pursed her lips.
For a long time, she only heard a muffled sound coming from his chest, "Yao Xin, apologizing does not mean that I am wrong. It just means that I care about our relationship more than myself."
She sighed, she was convinced by this man.
This is the story of a talented musical girl who meets her mentor and her mentor. It is a story that you can relate to while holding a latte with milk foam in the winter.