Smoke Shines into the Evening

On the evening of the first day of school, Lin Yuzhou helped the elementary school student clear the desks in the next class. The setting sun shone in through the window, and someone opened the curtains. She stood in the light and glanced at him against the light. Every night when the light on his desk was on, the street light outside her window was also on. He didn't know she played the piano or lived alone. He only occasionally thought about that evening. A very slow first year of high school, a very long September.