On New Year's Eve of that year, I prayed for missing Nan Xing's new year. From then on, there were many confusions between the two.
She understood Nan Xing's anger, so she didn't dare to step forward. She always seemed to think that taking one step further would be the best. She had never asked for forgiveness, but when she heard the other person's words, "It's good to just be good friends," it was the collapse of her soul's defenses. It was also the courage she mustered up to make all her daydreams possible.
Leaving quietly and returning quietly, the moment I saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face, it was a throbbing collision, the complaint that I should have felt in my heart, and the unbearable distress and worry. At that moment, the pheromones clarified that intention before I prayed for myself. It seemed that the person who accompanied the stars under the moonlight had never left.
Later, the fog dispersed with the passage of time, and the road of chasing his wife came to an end. The morning star in the night sky still shone brightly.
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Intention: To reunite after breaking the mirror, to make peace again