Different from the first story in this series, this is a purely surreal story brewing in a music classroom.
I think Faye knows part of the story. I can still remember sitting with her among the green flowers in front of the art building, discussing the man in black behind the door of the music classroom, and the solo of an old black mechanical piano when we pushed the door open. This scene was once as familiar as yesterday, or maybe tomorrow, but ever since I returned to Donghai and discovered that the rockery beside the stairs leading to the library, although ugly, had been replaced by beautiful red and green wall paintings, and that the corridor of the art gallery through the iron fence was not as lengthy and poetic as I remembered it, this scene has become blurry and like a dream. Just relying on memory, could it have existed?
But Fei said that in fact, those worlds really exist, and the little prince really exists.
Well, let's see.
Conception: