One five four
Shanghai.
A chic small western-style building.
Jiang Zhiyuan was on the third floor balcony, pulling Beethoven's sad song "A Harmonious Night·The Tears Left in the City of Bonn". In this quiet night sky, the melody looks particularly sad and desolate. After finishing the song, he sat on the rocking chair, facing the starry sky, and sighed and said: "Shigure, my love, could it be that your failed marriage with Zongde made you feel disheartened about love and gave up categorically. ; Could it be that the true love of our childhood sweethearts and two little widows was really washed away by time as water and disappeared; Could it be that I suspect that Violet and I do have an affair, and hate me for empathy? Shi Yu, you know , My love for you is always the same, loyal, why don’t you understand my heart