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Qiao Chutian sat down on the upholstered sofa in the hall, relying on his memory, and then turned on the stereo:
"The endlessly long alleyways turn out to be just that long
The endlessly running track turn out to be this small
What did the hands of time stir up
What did they take away from my hands
Close your eyes and see the sixteen-year-old sunset as beautiful as we were
Walking and singing, innocent romantic bravery, thinking we could make it to the end
We once loved, and now the thought of it makes our hearts ache..."
Listening to this song "Heartache", Lin Na felt a wave of heartache too, standing in front of the easel, all kinds of complex emotions surged up, and she began to sing softly along.
"Crowds crash onto the shore in waves of joyful tides
The old spot at the school gate, I am waiting on the dike
Holding your hand, walking slowly through the crowd
We hold the entire universe in our hands
Close your eyes and see the last sunset like a regret
