Although he also knew that he might not really like that girl.
There was only a glimpse, only a tune, and he said he liked it and said he loved her. It was a bit too simple. However, at the age of eighteen, he was at the time when he was having the most intense struggle with his father.
Although Uzawa Akatsuki was young and energetic, he almost succumbed to his father's pressure, filled in the college he wanted to go to, and followed his established path. It was that girl, that girl's pure and clear music, and her pure and clear music.
The look in his eyes gave him this hope and made him determined to apply for the music department. After graduation, he overcame all difficulties and entered the entertainment industry.
Although he knows that the chance of meeting that girl in this life is low. Moreover, even if the two people have a chance to meet again, maybe ten years later, she will not be the amazing person that he was back then. However, that girl is still there
It left a deep mark in his heart.
Therefore, he was really a little regretful that Jian Anning didn't know how to play the piano, not her.
As for why we should imagine Jian Anning as that character...
He couldn't explain it himself. He felt like he just hoped that she was that girl, that's all.
At this time, in the night wind, Jian Anning's face fell into the blurred night. The light bangs on her forehead were blown by the wind, like the willows that had just sprouted their buds and were floating slightly by the river during the New Year in February.
Leaves. Those delicate willow branches sway gently by the water. They can easily create ripples in the lake of people's hearts.
Maybe it was because the moonlight was too charming, or maybe it was because he was slightly tipsy after drinking red wine. Uzawa Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her quietly.
Looking at it from a close distance, this woman doesn't seem to be that ugly. Uzawa Akatsuki's original standard is that women who are uglier than him, even if they are rare beauties, still feel ugly to him. So, facing Jiang Xuanqi
He would consider such pure beauties or those with flaming red lips like Pei Anna to be ugly girls.
Jian Anning's appearance is not the kind of beauty that is very eye-catching at first glance. However, she is the type who feels very comfortable the more she looks at her. Her facial features are very regular, not like Jiang Xuanqi's
The dignity is deliberately created, but the whole person looks very dignified. The dress is also very natural, just like the refreshing and pleasant sister next door. Zui-chun is rosy and small, and does not apply any chun cream, making it look fresh and natural
, like fresh petals. He still remembers the sweet taste in her mouth, just like the faint sweet fragrance after the roses bloom after the rain. The tip of her nose is straight and delicate, like a green bamboo shoot that just broke out of the ground around the Qingming Festival.
, which makes people want to take a bite.
Perhaps the most special thing is her eyes. Different from the clear aura of the girl in the golden hall, Jian Anning's eyes are like a deep pool with no bottom. The gentle breeze can only lift the layers of light on the surface.
Lan. But he could not see anything in the hills and valleys inside.
This look in her eyes was nothing like that of a twenty-six-year-old woman. It seemed that as soon as she saw her, a few words popped into her mind - this is a woman with a story.
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