1.
Fang Ruhe will remember those words he said in his sleep when he was young for the rest of his life.
"The stars in the sky are shining brightly, as if I am blinking at you."
From now on, no matter where you are, whenever you look up at the sky, it seems like you are looking into her eyes.
2.
Winter.
Xiang Xing and his friends were eating hot pot together, arm in arm. Wearing a festive red coat, with a happy look on his rosy face, he picked up a piece of hairy belly and shook it from side to side.
The cold wind was howling outside, and Fang Ruhe was sitting in the cafe on the second floor opposite, wrapped tightly in his coat, and the book in his hand lost its color. All his eyes were attracted by the touch of red. Seeing her smile, he couldn't help but raise his lips - a poor imitation.
[Xingxing: Look! (Picture)]
[Xingxing: Let's eat steaming hot pot today.
[Xingxing: Is it cold there?
Fang Ruhe watched her tremble and her back disappeared around the corner before lowering her head and typing.
H:(picture)
The man looked up anxiously, but Fang Ruhe buried his head early.
... Like an ostrich...
[H: I left a few hours earlier.
——Missed.
Xiang Xing typed seriously, making friends around him just laugh.
[Xingxing: Then you should come specifically to see me next time!
Fang Ruhe felt bitter in his heart. He couldn't laugh, and he couldn't cry. He could only hide his thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Why didn't you come here specifically?
This journey is a long way, just to relieve lovesickness.
3.
"I like you."
Xiang Xing suppressed her blush. She figured out what she was thinking. It turned out that they had never been friends.
It turns out she just doesn't understand.
After missing each other for so many years, we finally got what we wanted.
Intention: Hold on to the dream
