At this time, Cheng Guangguang was like a diary soaked by rain, placed by fate in the life of 29-year-old Su Cilan.
Living in a family of friends, silence is her armor. Su Cilan is the gentlest literature lecturer on the university platform. She is intellectual and calm, and even her smile is bookish.
The dusk is endlessly long. One hides the past in silence, and the other suppresses the storm in gentleness. Su Cilan heard her heartbeat first, on those nights when she experienced moral burning because of her desire for a girl.
"When you were little," she later asked softly in the room full of books, "do you know why the evening is so long?"
Because the twilight is enough to cover up all the traces of a kiss from brewing to happening. It is enough for two people to steal a relationship that lasts forever behind the world.
Intention: None