Tipsy

Lingering to the point of death, the clouds and rain will stop, people will return from the Yi River, and the bright moon will be like frost ... "Can you please not leave?" Chi Yu asked hoarsely as a pair of delicate hands hooked the belt of her clothes feebly. The endless undercurrent in his eyes converged in time, the door was quietly closed, and the man did not look back. She is always good at refusing, silently, but cannot tolerate giving in. What was once gentle and affectionate has turned into indifference and alienation now. "Hua Shi, did we miss it after all?" ... When we first met, when the daisies were withering, you and I were just parallel lines, looking at each other but feeling far apart; in the past, it was a prosperous age of flowers, but the world is so vast, whether it is love, hate, resentment or sorrow, it can never survive the countless years. In this life, you and I will never rest until death...