Luo Yuchen/Yao Yuge
The New Year's Eve fireworks we watched together were always separated by the time difference between the north and the south.
Yao Yuge, embrace the warm sunshine belonging to the north.
"Luo Yuchen, stop staring at my online status and staying up all night."
The fireworks dissipated, the network cable was disconnected, and love returned to the sea of people.
Yao Yuge became an old memory that Luo Yuchen dared not touch.
The handwritten note Yao Yuge took to Nanfang, the gentle handwriting was fixed in the old dialog box.
Luo Yuchen, leave your tenderness to those who can walk side by side.
"Luo Yuchen, you don't have to be thousands of miles away to accommodate my emotional ups and downs."
The north wind blows south, and the love maintained by the screen ends here.
Yao Yuge became Luo Yuchen's hidden collection of old photos.
Intention: Fireworks that miss the moment end with regret
