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Kōyū couldn't remember when he first heard this Japanese song.
He only remembered that it was a snowy day like this when he first heard the song, and he also remembered that it was sung by a man to a woman.
It seems to be by a lake...
A man with a wrinkled face sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a vintage wooden guitar in his arms.
The man's voice sounded somewhat old, and he even sang off-key in some parts, but it was extremely emotional.
He sang to a woman who was also getting old, who was sitting next to him...
Does this song have a name?
Ai squinted, a barely perceptible tear glistening in the corner of her eye. "It sounds beautiful."
Guangyou recalled that he had asked that man the same question back then.
After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Snow Flower."
Ai reached out and wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes, saying softly, "It's beautiful."
Even without accompaniment, the simple lyrics and the emotions conveyed while singing are already very touching.
Guangyou's lips curled up slightly: "It fits the current situation perfectly, and it also fits me right now."
Ai didn't reply; she closed her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
After a while, Ai opened her eyes and asked, "Could you add a background music later? I want to hear the full version."
“Okay.” Guangyou thought for a moment, “I think I should ask Yucheng Liuli for help later, because I don’t remember the melody very clearly.”
"Um."
Ai nodded and said, "Give it to me as soon as it's recorded, okay?"
Guangyou sat on the steps, gazing into the distance, and slowly uttered a single word: "Okay."
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