In his heart, suddenly a lot of words surfaced, things he wanted to say to her, Are you doing well? Have you ever thought of me? The wound on your hand, does it still hurt?
I won't hurt you anymore, do you still love me? I've divorced Chu Xiaoyu, we can be together now...
He pondered the scene of their meeting again, she might be very scared, but it didn't matter, he would surely touch her heart...
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In a rundown primary school in the mountains, the melodious sound of a piano slowly came to a stop.
"That's it for today's music class."
Qin Youxue stood up from in front of the shabby wooden piano and softly spoke to the dozens of eyes below the podium.
"Goodbye, Xiaoxue teacher!"
The primary school students bid farewell to Qin Youxue, shouldering their school bags.
Qin Youxue stood in front of the podium, fingers stroking the piano keys, watching the children leave.
She had been in this remote mountain village for two years now.
