Together

As soon as the winter vacation comes, it seems that the weather in February is no longer cold, and the air is filled with excitement. Xia Qian still went to Aunt Wang's bookstore, which was called Old Things. The bookstore suddenly had a New Year atmosphere. The New Year has not yet arrived, and the fireworks in the sky continue.       The first time I met Bai Yue was on a Saturday. Xia Qian was waiting for the bus to go to the library, and there was a girl playing around with her SLR. Xia Qian glanced at it, and the girl walked in with a smile. "Thank you, can I take a picture for you?" "Huh?" "I studied photography, and I just took pictures of passers-by. I didn't charge money, it was just about luck."    Later, a photo and a handmade flower went into Xia Qian's backpack.       The second time we met was when Xia Ruan came back and took Xia Qian to a party with Xia Ruan's friends from high school. Xie Mian and Bai Yue arrived late. Xia Qian was surprised, but Bai Yue was not. The third time we met was at the welcome party for freshmen. Xia Qian, a sophomore, went up to speak as a representative. Bai Yue played the drums and gave the camera to Xia Qian before going on stage. "Remember to take good photos of me, sister Xia Qian." The girl's bright and flamboyant smile was frozen in that moment.      Bai Yue approached carefully, met by chance, passed by, and by chance, Xia Qian saw and caught these actions that meant deep friendship. My moon is so good, how could I not love it?     Xia Qian's mother's death was like a knife, cutting into pieces all her arrogance. But Bai Yue is different. She walked out of the mud and grasped hope by herself. "Police lady, please, please take me away."       ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ It has never been about them blending into the world, but about allowing the world to embrace them. "I like Xia Qian, who heard that?" "The wind heard it." "I like Xia Qian, who knows?" "The moon knows." "I love Xia Qian, have you seen it?" "I saw it, Xia Qian said she loves you too."    "The moon may not belong to the universe, but I want the moonlight to shine only on me." - Xia Qian The moon in the water and sky, a touch of the ark, the stars and rivers given to it, sink into the world and never return for a long time. - Mu Qing Intention: Positive