Ash

The moth folded its wings and landed on the burning candle. It struggled a few times and disappeared in the thin smoke. The so-called fate of a moth is to follow its instinct and throw itself into the scorching fire. It is not a terrible death, it is just a long sleep. In this story, the boy was originally a moth who cherished his life, but her random gift was like a flicker of fireworks in the early winter, burning a fire in his heart. The world is full of misfortunes, and fate plays tricks on people. If she hadn't looked over that winter night, would everything have been different?