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In 1933, when I was just getting famous in Tianxian Tower, I met him.
The first time I saw him, I threw my pipa.
He was not annoyed.
People say that he has a bad temper and kills people without batting an eyelid, but when I look at him, that's not necessarily the case.
He said softly: Dai Zongxing, my name.
He smiled and asked: "Write it down?"
Later, everyone in the city knew that the cars from the Commander's Office would always park outside Tianxian Tower.
The pipa he gave me was made by a famous master.
The brocade cheongsam he gave me filled the carved wardrobe.
Just to hear me play a song "Like a Dream" composed for him
I also thought that he would listen to me finish playing "Like a Dream".
But it turned out to be a luxury hope.
A gunshot broke the tranquility of the small town.
It also ruined him and me.
The song is like a dream, expressing endless lovesickness.
Dai Zongxing, I've written down your name.
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Dai Zongxing: Ten years of life and death.
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Note:
1. First person.
2. BE.
Intention: Don't think about it, forget it by yourself
