1.
Shen Yun spent the summer of her fourteenth year at her grandmother's house in Rongcheng.
She was born blind and is waiting for a suitable corneal surgery.
Every morning at 6:30, Shen Yun opened the window and stood in front of the window on the second floor.
Since the eyes cannot see, the hearing is particularly sensitive. In addition to the chirping of insects and birds, there is also the sound of a flute.
It was a piece of music she had never heard before.
From then on, she developed a strong curiosity about the flute player.
One day, after the flute ended---
A deep male voice suddenly sounded:
"Hey, what's your name?"
2.
Three years later.
Shen Yun's eyes recovered and she returned to Jiangcheng to study.
After seeing the light again, she cherished her time and studied hard.
Every evening at 5:20, her sweet voice always sounds from the campus radio station of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
One day, she was blocked by the delinquent Jiang Yan on her way to study at night.
"Chen Yun, please add me as a friend."
"No... No need."
"I won't let you leave until you join me."
3.
"Jiang Yan, let her go."
A lazy male voice sounded, with a hint of cold detachment.
Have you heard this voice before?
Shen Yun turned around and saw a figure much taller than her standing under the dim street light.
Her eyes fell on the school badge on his chest.
He is also a student of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
Looking at the boy who was taller than him, Jiang Yanyan left.
"Um... It's so late, do you want me to take you home?"
"Yeah."
Although Shen Yun didn't know him, she had an inexplicable sense of trust in him.
4.
After seeing Shen Yun off and returning home, Lu Yu took out the piccolo he had carried with him in his pocket but had not played for a long time.
Putting it to his lips casually, a brisk melody overflowed.
Who is playing the flute?
Could this familiar melody... Be him?
Shen Yun opened the window to get a better view, but there was no one downstairs.
She had a dream at night.
I dreamed of that familiar voice:
"Hey, what's your name?"
She chased after him, but couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
The fragrance of gardenia and the girl in white skirt will stay in that green summer forever.
Intention: If the heart is facing the sun, grow wantonly