It was still early, so there was barely anyone at the bar. Aside from the man singing and playing the guitar, there were no other sounds.
He Jichen and Ji Yi sat back-to-back for who knows how long, while a woman replaced the male singer.
She had a great voice. She spoke sweetly through the mic to test the sound, then she started to sing an old song.
When she sang the words, "I miss the unspoken, I miss the dreams we had, I miss the impulse of loving you after an argument", He Jichen turned his head and glanced over at Ji Yi.
She looked like she was lost in her own thoughts, listening to the song. The candlelight highlighted her beauty. From her silence, He Jichen felt a vague hint of nostalgia as he thought to himself.
Do I miss anything? What's my most cherished memory? And what memories do I cherish the most?
He Jichen wondered for quite some time before the answer slowly came to mind: "I miss the days when we were young."
