There was such sunshine on the day Qing Ning first met Lu Ranbai.
She was 12 years old that year. I just moved to a strange environment and don't know anyone.
From her new home to her new school, she has to pass through a deep alley.
The alleyway is very dilapidated, and the mottled walls are covered with lush ivy, green and withered, shining with delicate and beautiful light under the summer sun.
When Qing Ning passed by the alley for the third time, there was a young violinist with good features beside the ivy.
It took Qing Ning a full minute to see what he looked like.
His brows were clear and his eyes were like snow. And the starry eyes twinkled, unfathomable.
Two buttons of his collar were opened, and his delicate and beautiful collarbones could be seen.
The sunlight shone thinly on his slender fingers holding the violin. The notes hovered in the air like a nocturne.
The young man's body seemed to be covered with a layer of moist mist. Just like the nocturne he played, it was dreamlike and unfathomable.
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