Chapter 61
These past two days, I've become more and more perfunctory in chatting. It turns out that chatting with someone you don't like is really tiring.
I thought of someone again. I wonder if he had the same mentality when he was chatting with me.
I'm replying to messages entirely based on my own morals and politeness.
The boy I met on New Year's Day taught himself piano because he had a dream of becoming a musician. He happened to be learning "Summer in a Small Town" recently. When he heard that I had also learned this song in my guzheng class, he asked for help and a piano and guzheng duet.
Ah, this...
My two scores are different.
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