As the sound of the tide filled the seventh night without him, Ji Rao untied the red rope from his wrist - it was tied by Lin Xingxian for him before he died, saying it would keep him safe all year round.
The appearance of Lin Xingxian was the first ray of light that shined through Ji Rao's 18-year life full of gloom.
Very weak and very warm.
Ji Rao carefully held the beam of light in his hand, but it still went out.
The waves rolled up with broken light, and Ji Rao clenched the red rope with residual warmth in his hand: "Stars, wait for me."
The second before the cold seawater enveloped his consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Ji Rao?" What came into view was the familiar classroom. When Lin Xingxian, who was sitting next to him, bent his eyes, his eyes seemed to be filled with the light of early summer: "Do good students also doze off in class?"
"Stars...?"
However, he later discovered that the light that Lin Xingxian had crashed into his world had had other purposes from the beginning...
Intention: After all the hardships, happiness comes
