"Ten years, 3,650 nights... In those 3,650 nights, he has been my guardian angel, looking after without knowing.
"We both laugh while looking at the sky. We talked and talked until we both were crying..."
As the song continued, Song Qingchun looked at the glittering lights of many coolers and continued softly. "He’s not my first but will be my last. eting him is the best thing that has ever happened to ."
"It seems that we’ve both been loved by soone before. Those dreams that were perfect to the point of not needing to be redied..."
Without rehearsing, Su Zhinian picked up the mont Song Qingchun put her microphone down. "I was lucky; my years of searching were not in vain. Ten years later, I finally found her again in school."
"The many similar kinds of tenderness, there are also different kinds of sadness..."
Several mories, Song Qingchun had experienced, but she could not rember. It was through his diary that the mories had returned to her. She picked up the microphone again to say, "Do you know what the most heart-breaking distance in the world is? It’s when he has been looking for , but I’ve forgotten all about him."
"Two friends that have been friends for many years, the reasons that our two loves ca and went..."
With the song in the background, Su Zhinian used the lightest tone to reminisce about their youthful reunion. "Even though, at the ti, she couldn’t rember , to be able to see her every day was enough. To see her walking through the mall with her friends, lugging the stacks of howork to the teacher’s lounge, laughing with her friends at the school fields, those were the colors of my bleary and gray existence."
"After the events have happened and the tis have changed, we both reminisced on the side of the road..."
Listening to Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun felt tears pricking her eyes. She tried to maintain the curve of her smile and the calmness in her tone. When he finished, she continued. "Even though I couldn’t rember him, looking back, I’m really touched. He defended when I was bullied by gangsters, he worked nights as a waiter to buy a present that I liked, and when I left school late at night, he would be following a distance behind to keep watch over ..."
Song Qingchun was a sentintal person. Many tis, when Su Zhinian made her heart feel ward, she would reciprocate it by being sweet to him as well. However, this was the first ti she had expressed her feelings to him so openly. Instead of sha and shyness, she felt weirdly comforted, like everything was right.
"That dream in which we were slapped in the face was like the sound of rumbling thunder..." As the thunder effect drifted out of the audio system, Song Qingchun swallowed back a tear to finish her sentence. "...I believe, the luckiest I’ve ever been in my life was when I t Su Zhinian."
"We have all been forgotten, all have been forgotten for a long ti..."
As the song reached the chorus, their story reached its chorus as well.
Su Zhinian opened his lips and continued in the sa airy tone. "God has been kind to . Through a coincidence, I happened to move into her house, but our first eting was bad. When I greeted her, I accidentally gripped her hand a bit too tightly, giving her a bad first impression."
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