--I'm not waiting for you to say good night. I'm waiting for you to turn back. --
An Ning loved Ji Feng. It was a secret she kept to herself for ten years.
He was her sunshine, while she was just a night-light in his world, there if he wanted it and easy to ignore.
She thought their nightly, private "good night" was an unspoken understanding between them.
Until he put his arm around another girl and smiled at her. "Let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend."
Only then did An Ning understand that the ritual she'd cherished so carefully was nothing more than a habit he had never given a second thought.
Later, An Ning disappeared, taking all her love and silence with her.
For the first time, Ji Feng's world sank into a complete, soundless night.
He searched for her like a madman, but all he found was a sketchbook filled with pictures of him. On the title page, a line of small handwriting read:
"Ji Feng never knew the beauty of Ning's quiet heart, yet still wished her good night."
By the time he finally understood the weight of those good nights, the girl named An Ning would never light that lamp for him again.
--Ji Feng, my world is finally quiet, just as you wished. --
