what that boy taught me
Ivy 2022-03-15 09:01:11
Rather than telling the story of a little boy's shy crush, it's better to say that this precocious and wise boy awakens the heroine's inner hope for life and music.
Eleanor and Reggie's first meeting sealed their relationship of redemption. Eleanor walked into the elegant and profound conservatory with the uneasy feeling of being a babysitter for the first time, walked through the tortuous and deep corridor, opened the door and saw Reggie in a dress playing the cello. At that moment, the golden light in the room illuminated half of Eleanor's face. . But when she got closer, she cried.
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Reggie: I guess right around 4 I figured out I was sort of a math prodigy, solving pretty intricate math problems.
Eleanor: Like What.
Reggie: Multiplying 7 to 10 digit numbers in my head. I could give you the cube root of pretty much any number.
Eleanor: Like Rainman.
Reggie: No, he was an autistic savant. As you can tell, I'm alert, extroverted, affable and articulate...
Eleanor: Of course.
Reggie: ...and not to mention devilishly handsome.
Eleanor: Not to mention.
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Eleanor: What was the name of that piece you wrote for the recital?
Reggie: Like Sunday, Like Rain.
Eleanor: So beautiful.
Reggie: I'll write a part for the cornet.