Hear Twelve

"Hey, Lu Qiubei, why did you give me twelve notes?" "Twelve paintings of relatives, twelve paintings of family members, and twelve paintings of lovers. To me, you are my family, my relatives and my lover." Lu Qiubei didn't say a word. Twelve was not only a family member, a relative, and a lover, but also the most unforgettable person. This year, 19-year-old Qin Zuozuo met 19-year-old Lu Qiubei The story begins off guard. "Did you invite me here for supper?" Qin Zuozuo looked at the girl who was a head taller than him with a surprised look on his face. He held a large bowl of wontons in his hand and looked at the petite girl in front of him with suspicion. The end of the story: In the evening, Lu Qiubei held his four-year-old son with his left hand and Qin Zuozuo with his right hand, walking leisurely on the campus of Ningda University. It's been a long time, but worth the wait.