After a long time, Chu Shixiu spoke, "I thought you wouldn't be the first one to find me...Ai Ai."
His voice was fresh and elegant, just like before, rushing forward with all the memories, simply annihilating them all.
Every time when he was sad, he would stay alone in the piano room.
It's been like this since childhood.
Unexpectedly, this time... it's still the same.
Gu Xiaoai opened her mouth, but only tears fell.
That kind of shock lasted for more than six years, almost seven years...
Gu Xiaoai couldn't control herself. She still covered her face with trembling hands. She slowly squatted down weakly, stepped on the thin spliced wooden floor with her feet, and cried bitterly...
…
Chu Shixiu didn't come over to help her up, he still stood there quietly, his brown eyes washed with tears.
Regarding Gu Xiaoai, Chu Shixiu spent all his love and tears.
He hated her and changed, but he could never do anything to her...
A sparse tree, a white balcony, a piano, and two people crying.
Six years is a number that requires two people to adapt to.
Too long.
It looks a little scary.
After a long time, Chu Shixiu took a step forward and walked to her, "Stop crying."
Gu Xiaoai squatted there, and a faint voice floated out from her lips, "Axiu..."
A word that was so light that it could be blown away by the wind.
She lowered her head, her eyes falling on his legs, and failed to see the man standing there burst into tears because of this low cry.
It's been nine years.
Another six years passed.
The time they spent together was so short in retrospect, too short to be remembered.
Time is too powerful and their memories are as small as dust.
"Want to hear me play the piano?"
Chu Shixiu asked, turned around and walked towards the piano, sitting down gracefully.
He played a piece of Chopin.
Memories are reversed.
Gu Xiaoai looked at his figure, tears falling even more absurdly.
Those trees from childhood, those fairy wands from childhood, the balcony from childhood, those little games we played together when we were kids... all appeared in front of Gu Xiaoai's eyes at this moment.
Chu Shixiu continued to play, and the deep sound of the piano spread around, carrying all the sadness.
…
The sound of his piano and his voice suddenly reappeared in her ears.
"Do you still... hate me?"
A piano piece ended, and Chu Shixiu's gentle voice reached her ears.
Gu Xiaoai squatted there, her fingertips trembling violently.
It was not a reunion of old friends between them.
After so many years between them, they couldn't even ask "How are you doing?"
What they could ask between them... was actually "Do you still hate me?"
…
She didn't answer.
After a long time, she slowly got up from the ground, her calves becoming numb and stiff.
Wiping away her tears, Gu Xiaoai looked at him and saw clearly his facial features, which had matured over the years. His short black hair was no longer dyed into that warm flaxen color. His face was gentle and calm, and his eyes were full of emotion.
Glossy, grayish color.
The moment she looked at him, Chu Shixiu was sitting in front of the piano, and tears fell again, sliding down his fair face...
He looked at her deeply, and when the wind blew over her, he said, "I have been lingering for breath."
"..."
"I don't see you, not because I'm afraid of death, but because I'm... afraid of bringing back unhappy memories for you. Ai Ai..." the last two words came out from Chu Shixiu's lips in a low voice, "Why did you look back just now?
?" After a long time, Chu Shixiu spoke, "I thought you wouldn't be the one...Ai Ai...who would be the first to find me."
His voice was fresh and elegant, just like before, rushing forward with all the memories, simply annihilating them all.
Every time when he was sad, he would stay alone in the piano room.
It's been like this since childhood.
Unexpectedly, this time... it's still the same.
Gu Xiaoai opened her mouth, but only tears fell.
That kind of shock lasted for more than six years, almost seven years...
Gu Xiaoai couldn't control herself. She still covered her face with trembling hands. She slowly squatted down weakly, stepped on the thin spliced wooden floor with her feet, and cried bitterly...
…
Chu Shixiu didn't come over to help her up, he still stood there quietly, his brown eyes washed with tears.
Regarding Gu Xiaoai, Chu Shixiu spent all his love and tears.
He hated her and changed, but he could never do anything to her...
A sparse tree, a white balcony, a piano, and two people crying.
Six years is a number that requires two people to adapt to.
Too long.
It looks a little scary.
After a long time, Chu Shixiu took a step forward and walked to her, "Stop crying."
Gu Xiaoai squatted there, and a faint voice floated out from her lips, "Axiu..."
A word that was so light that it could be blown away by the wind.
She lowered her head, her eyes falling on his legs, and failed to see the man standing there burst into tears because of this low cry.
It's been nine years.
Another six years passed.
The time they spent together was so short in retrospect, too short to be remembered.
Time is too powerful and their memories are as small as dust.
"Want to hear me play the piano?"
Chu Shixiu asked, turned around and walked towards the piano, sitting down gracefully.
He played a piece of Chopin.
Memories are reversed.
Gu Xiaoai looked at his figure, tears falling even more absurdly.
Those trees from childhood, those fairy wands from childhood, the balcony from childhood, those little games we played together when we were kids... all appeared in front of Gu Xiaoai's eyes at this moment.
Chu Shixiu continued to play, and the deep sound of the piano spread around, carrying all the sadness.
…
The sound of his piano and his voice suddenly reappeared in her ears.
"Do you still... hate me?"
A piano piece ended, and Chu Shixiu's gentle voice reached her ears.
Gu Xiaoai squatted there, her fingertips trembling violently.
It was not a reunion of old friends between them.
After so many years between them, they couldn't even ask "How are you doing?"
What they could ask between them... was actually "Do you still hate me?"
…
She didn't answer.
After a long time, she slowly got up from the ground, her calves becoming numb and stiff.
Wiping away her tears, Gu Xiaoai looked at him and saw clearly his facial features, which had matured over the years. His short black hair was no longer dyed into that warm flaxen color. His face was gentle and calm, and his eyes were full of emotion.
Glossy, grayish color.
The moment she looked at him, Chu Shixiu was sitting in front of the piano, and tears fell again, sliding down his fair face...
He looked at her deeply, and when the wind blew over her, he said, "I have been lingering for breath."
"..."
"I don't see you, not because I'm afraid of death, but because I'm... afraid of bringing back unhappy memories for you. Ai Ai..." the last two words came out from Chu Shixiu's lips in a low voice, "Why did you look back just now?