The old lane of Huaian is full of light and shadow. The mottled stone slabs after the rain, the chirping of cicadas in the midsummer afternoon, and the wind passing through the locust trees bring distant memories.
On the day of the reading, the famous actor Ji Ting'an opened the door and saw the mysterious writer wearing a mask sitting in the corner.
He had known who she was for a long time, but he had never revealed it. She always thought he had forgotten, but she didn't know that she had already been protected.
Until the director shouted "Xiaoyu" before leaving.
At that moment, all the memories came back - the summer classroom, the lights of the drama club, the shadow in front of the piano.
Her name is Li Jingchen, she writes a script for him with her pen, and he interprets her story on the stage.
She thought they had said goodbye long ago, but she didn't know that all separation was a prelude to reunion.
*Demining:
Low-grade writing, slow-paced story
This may not be a purely sweet article. If there is any sourness, I apologize in advance.
Purpose: Growth and Healing