How long is a day? 24 hours? 1440 minutes? 86400 seconds? .
Three months.
Time flies so fast. It has been three months since Jiahang left South Korea.
Outside the car window is the city as night falls, and the speeding nanny car leaves a blurry scene without any nostalgia. Looking blankly at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, a layer of mist slowly formed in Taeyeon's eyes. What is always lingering in my mind is that familiar figure. That somewhat silly, somewhat dazed figure. For three months, I really don¡¯t know how I spent it, and I was exhausted mentally and physically. I really felt like I was going crazy from exhaustion. That feeling of thinking about the other person, missing the other person, but the other person doesn't know is really uncomfortable. My heart is really tired. . . . Is everything okay with you? When can you come back? I. . . real. . really miss you. You know what?
"A dear friend of Taeyeon and Kangin. Hello everyone, I am Kangin."
"Hello everyone, I am Taeyeon"
"Nai, welcome back everyone. Is today a special day?"
"Yes, today is April 14th, which is also the annual "Sakura Festival" (this day is also Korea's Valentine's Day. Couples like to go together to watch the cherry blossoms at this time. The fourteenth day of every month in Korea The numbers are all Valentine's Day.) Taeyeon's eyes blinked a few times subconsciously, as if she was blinded by something. "On this special day, I hope that my dear friends and loved ones will be loyal and devoted to me. "
"Yes. I hope everyone can find the one they love the most. Next April 14th, someone will accompany you to see the cherry blossoms and pink snow, and feel the romance under the flowers together." Qiangren secretly said He glanced at Taeyeon beside him and said, "Well, Taeyeon will sing a song "I Got a Lover" for us, let's enjoy it together."
The soothing melody and quiet piano sound are like pressing the key of the heart directly, and a touch of sadness surges from the bottom of my heart layer by layer. In my mind is that figure that can never be erased, and the dusty memories are like slides with faded colors, playing back one after another. Even pausing is so difficult.
Are you still alone now? I just asked you with a silly smile
You answer that you have a lover, you have someone you love deeply
You may think I am pitiful
Said there is a very good person suitable for me
You may not know that I also have a very good lover
Because it is too precious, I have always treasured it
Only I can feel this love, only I can see it
I will bury it deep in my heart
Only through the occasional tears will you realize that that person is you
I don¡¯t know when, tears have already slipped down my face. I don¡¯t know why my heart aches every time I sing, and I don¡¯t know why I feel it¡¯s so difficult to breathe every time. . . . . .
I don¡¯t want to have that person
I¡¯m not greedy, I just want to love like this
You may not know that I also have a very good lover
Because it is too precious, I have always treasured it
Only I can feel this love, only I can see it
I will bury it deep in my heart
My brain has become completely numb. I just want to sing like this just because I heard the music. Emotions that have been suppressed for so long. Today, all of it came out at once, making me unable to control it and could only let it surge in my heart. Search within your own mind. Looking for this familiar figure, looking for those warm scenes. The first full-hearted collision in the practice room, the first hug on the street at midnight, the first kiss, the first date so many firsts, but you owe me a Valentine's Day . Today is Valentine's Day. You know how lonely I feel, and you know how much I miss you. You know how much I want to say it out loud. . . I have a lover. . . . .
Only through the occasional tears will you realize that that person is you
You know, I¡¯m not alone. Don¡¯t call me pitiful.
One day I will introduce that person
The person who sheds tears like this accidentally is you
The music has stopped, but the tears in my eyes cannot be stopped, and the thoughts in my heart cannot be stopped. For the first time in a song, I didn¡¯t know whether I could sing it well or not. It was so hard to sing it for the first time, and it was so difficult to let go of it for the first time. Is it the song, the person, or the deep longing?
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, for of of you, sister Taeyeon, you sang so well. I even cried."
"I'm touched, and my heart is broken. It reminds me of him. Today is Valentine's Day, I wish you a happy holiday."
 "Wish you all a happy Valentine's Day"
""
With tears that have not disappeared, I looked at the message that was refreshed on the screen. Taeyeon's heart became increasingly hollow, and she looked into the distance with a pair of hazy tearful eyes, hoping to penetrate time and space, hoping to see that figure. I really wish I could know what she is doing now. Are you also thinking about someone, and whether you can think of yourself. . . . .
"Wow. I'm so touched." Kangin reached out and patted Taeyeon's shoulder, sighing, "It's so,,, so touching. It really reminds me of a lot."
¡°Okay, let¡¯s take a look at the SMS platform.¡±
"0338 reported: I once heard from a friend that you can pick platycodon flowers in the morning, mash them, and then apply them evenly on the index fingers and thumbs of both hands, and then form a diamond shape with both hands, and you will see You can know whether the person you miss is doing well or not. If you have someone you miss, you might as well give it a try Maybe a miracle will really happen"
Platycodon flower. Taeyeon listened blankly to the message Kangin read, staring at the three words "Platycodon Flower" and falling into memories again.
The quiet and elegant platycodon flower with a delicate but not gorgeous purple is quietly hidden in a variety of purples and reds. It seems ordinary and unnoticeable, but it looks so outstanding. I remember the owner of that flower shop once said to me, "The flower language of platycodon flowers seems to represent eternal love, unchanging love, honesty, tenderness, and love that will never be forgotten."
But she didn¡¯t know that the remaining flower language of the purple platycodon flower was: hopeless love.