Xia Shiya looked at the photos on the camera, and the scenes flashed through the boy.
It was high school at that time. Because of the accidental steps and the accidental sound of the piano, she stopped at the back door of the music classroom and quietly listened to Xu Yizhong playing the piano. Every time he pressed the piano keys, it seemed to be pressing on her heart, plucking the girl's heartstrings...
Concept: That summer, their story began