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As the final track faded into a soft, echoing vibration, Minh closed his eyes. The music proved that while people leave, the way a certain C-major chord feels on a lonely Sunday night never changes. Some things are simply "nghe mãi vẫn hay"—heard forever, and always beautiful.

As the first song, a gentle rendition of filled the room, Minh was transported back to a rainy afternoon in Hue. He could almost smell the damp earth and see Lan standing under a yellow parasol. They hadn't said much that day; the rhythmic pluck of a nearby street musician’s guitar had spoken for them. As the final track faded into a soft,

The old wooden radio in the corner of the attic hummed to life, and the first notes of began to drift through the dusty air. As the first song, a gentle rendition of