"Tell me, after death, can you still dream about living people?"
——This is the last question Shen Lu asked.
Many years later, Wen Xunian said: "Xiaolu... After you left, I still dreamed of you every day."
He thought about him until he died.
He never got to see him again until his death.
The town, the lake, that night of stolen kisses.
That was the time when Shen Lu was closest to happiness in his life.
Later he learned that for some people, missing something once is a lifetime experience.
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Shen Lu seemed to have never been truly loved by anyone in his life.
Until I met Pei Sihuai. It made him believe for the first time that he could be cared about.
Later he found out that he was just a stand-in.
He met Wen Xunian. The boy who looked cold but only had eyes for him. They went to the town to watch the stars, went boating on the lake, and secretly kissed each other's lips under the moonlight.
Shen Lu thought that this time it was true.
But this world always seems to refuse to let him go.
"Tell me, after death, can you still dream about living people?"
This was Shen Lu's last question.
He doesn't know the answer.
For many years afterwards, Wen Xunian always saw him in his dreams.
In the B&B in that small town, the moonlight shone on his face, and he fell asleep lying on the window sill, his eyelashes casting a small shadow on his eyelids.
