[Gloomy and Sensitive Puppy x Gentle Masked Little Sun | Campus | Two-way Redemption]
Their first encounter was a hand and a candy on the edge of the rooftop.
Shen Xun'an felt that they were like songs with the same melody - he understood the fog in Wen Zhile's heart when he suddenly fell silent, and Wen Zhile could also catch the pain that he had not spoken out, and gradually, even his breathing began to be in the same frequency.
But when the wind started blowing again, he finally realized that something was not as it seemed.
Walking towards the light in the gray abyss, spending half your life breaking out of the cocoon, finally returning to silence in the dim light.
(Short essay for pen practice)
ps: I'm not very skilled in writing. The outline is a fragment of a chapter I wrote by hand in high school. I've always wanted to finish it.
Concept: Youth is an unfinished poem, and some wounds are destined to make the poem stay at the most painful line.