By the Jianshui River, there was a hazy glow. Ruxue sat on the shore, immersed in the tranquility of the years. She raised her head suddenly, only to find that she was not alone, Yifeng had already been sitting quietly beside her. The expression on his face was a little complicated, a little relieved and a little helpless. She cast her sight into the distance! He sighed deeply, "How long has it been?" She recalled that summer full of regrets and couldn't help but smile, "It's been 20 years." "It's just a passing cloud. You shouldn't always be immersed in this feeling." "But that's just the way I am." She smiled even more. Brilliant, "There is nothing more meaningful to do anyway." He gently stroked her hand, "You always like to say that, but I don't think so." She turned her head and looked at his deep eyes, which contrasted with the river water, and she felt that her whole body was illuminated by his light. "Perhaps you are right, I didn't find it. But no matter what, I still like to come here and watch the people who have passed me in different years move towards their original direction." Water dripped on the brick floor, as if old memories were gradually integrating into this land. "So, do you want to continue coming tomorrow?" He asked, of course. "She said with absolute certainty, "At least you are still here. He suddenly turned his head and said, "You have got my ticket for this moment." "A round of ripples appeared on the river, which was an inevitable trace of time and a story of time coming to fruition. She knew that for him who moved forward bravely, she could quietly guard him by her side no matter what time it was.
