Years later, he even forgot about that person.
In other words, he thought he had forgotten it.
But the books they read together, the roads they walked together, and the wine they drank together were always ingrained in his blood.
A young and flamboyant music genius, a famous painter whose identity has been blurred, seem to have no intersection and do not know each other, but the same shadows overlap in each other's works, as if they are people who came out of the same time, which is surprising. Do they really not recognize each other?
Having lived in the city for so long, he was almost used to being alone.
I don't want to sing a clear song all of a sudden,
There are returning guests in Dongting and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
Lift up the past.