When he was seventeen years old, Nan Min met someone.
This person broke into his life through many coincidences, from neighbor to classmate to what he considers to be his family. In the end, love sprouted and they became indispensable to each other in their youth.
The summer when he was seventeen years old was when he was infinitely close to happiness.
But is the seventeen-year-old boy's sincere beauty, or is it a false love played by the violin?
At night, it drizzled in Dongchuan.
Nan Min stood in the corridor and suddenly understood. I understand why he always likes to wait for him with an umbrella on rainy days, I understand those moments that "just happen to" appear, and I understand that when Zhuang Meng watches him play the piano, it is never him who is reflected in his eyes.
Raindrops fell on my face, as cold as when my parents left that year.
It turns out you have known me for a long time.
It turns out it was all because of that piano.
It turns out that all coincidences are intentional.
It turns out that the redemption he thought was just a foreshadowing of a piano.
The young man showed his sincerity, but took it back full of holes.
The drizzle that year washed away everything, and the rain turned the young man's emotions into a ball.
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Another summer, the branches have become luxuriant and shady.
If you look back, the shadows of the trees are swaying,
The hoarse chirping of cicadas resounds throughout the years,
Here is a young man on the tree-lined road.
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Chen Ce (attack)
A poisonous tongue that is unforgiving but soft-hearted X A gentle little sun that is lonely but always sincere
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The characters and locations in the article are all fictitious and should not be substituted for reality.
Intention: Sincerity is valuable
