Summary
Copy 1: Fans who know Xu Yi know that the last five minutes of each concert are solo time for their idols. A beam of soft light illuminated the piano, Xu Yi sat beside the piano alone, the whole hall was silent, only his piano solo could be heard. Stepping on the pedal with the right foot, the sound is like the sweet love words of lovers, and countless light sticks sway gently with the sound of the piano. Copy 2: People who like you are humane, and you have outstanding temperament. People who hate you say you are aloof and aloof. They love you for being brilliant and bright; they think you don’t know how to cater to you, and they blame you for wrapping yourself tightly. And when I think of you, the first thing that comes to my mind is always that dusk, the shadow of the silent embrace reflected by the floor-to-ceiling windows.