"Hey..."
"What?"
"Play this song for me."
"Which one?"
"Knowing full well that I can't fall in love with you."
"On the bookshelf, the second CD, the first song."
Right away, Xiaofan took out the CD, put it into the computer drive. The images slowly appeared on the player's screen.
A girl, hugging her knees, sat in the corner of the wall, seemingly having just cried, her expression was very sad, the scene quite desolate...
The music started, the rhythm was not fast, the images began to transition to scenes of memories.
The singing sounded gently, the rhythm was very slow, Xiaofan listened with extra focus.
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Can't remember
How many times I've walked alone
Through this bustling street
Looking at the familiar coffee shops, subway stations, and cinemas
Thinking of every moment we held hands
Still remember
The day you said goodbye
Turning away
Tears had already soaked my face
Some things we know are wrong, yet we insist and refuse to give up
