I remember that when I was young, I shed tears and laughter freely.
Puffy drizzle is floating all over the sky, and the passing wind hums softly.
Zhongli grew up in a complicated environment of black and white mysticism. He had the power to see into people's hearts since he was a child, but he didn't know it. He thought it was the sensitivity caused by the environment. Loneliness and quietness became his best companion. When she met Lian Qi, who was suffering from a family hereditary disease, the boy who was ten years older than her protected her from the wind and rain. From then on, treating him became her obsession. However, the two gradually drifted apart due to misunderstanding.
After joining an international medical research organization as he wished, Zhongli accidentally learned to use his thoughts to touch the consciousness of others. The special ability brought to light the mystery of his life experience and the cause of his parents' death, and also solved the misunderstanding with the male protagonist.
1.
Lian Qi was a little tired, his straight back relaxed, and he turned slightly to look out the car window, but he only saw the endless night and the faint light of the street lights coming through. He enjoyed this night walk, like a leopard lurking in the darkness, running quietly and purposefully into the distance, giving him an ethereal sense of freedom. The process was very relaxing, but at the end he often felt a sense of regret that it would come to an abrupt end - nothing but darkness and loneliness. He returns home in darkness every day and falls asleep in loneliness.
However, today is a little different. The dim light shines from a window on the second floor of the villa, and there is a hazy figure of a girl leaning against the window, as if she is looking into the distance, or looking at him.
2.
Slowly ascending the stage, like a ghost, Zhongli seemed to see his grandmother sitting in the old shadow of the era, singing softly with her head low. She couldn't tell whether it was reality or if she had traveled back to her grandmother's dream.
Without looking at the band or saying hello, as if sleepwalking, she sat in front of a microphone on the stage and began to sing:
"In the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the old times are lightly described. In the deep alleys of the alleys, the shadows of cheongsams are slanted. Wu Nong's soft words are swaying gently on the night sea. I dream of returning to the beach, the old dream is difficult, it is difficult..."
A clean and clear voice, completely different from Wu Nong's soft words, but it seems to have a strange charm, like the dimness of the old times or the confusion of modern emotions, which makes people confused and fascinated.
Intention: The pain of youth and the price of growth are the deepest marks in our hearts.
