May in Beijing, the best week of the year.
On Friday night, Lin Yu bought a ticket for "Rhinoceros in Love". I didn't read the drama reviews or do my homework. I bought a shared bicycle after get off work and rode it to the theater for fifteen minutes. She felt that there was something wrong with this play - a man fell in love with a woman and fell madly in love. The line said, "People can live on carbon dioxide, as long as there is love." She almost laughed out loud.
Then she noticed the girl sitting next to her. The girl was quiet and crying. The tears just flowed down my face without wiping them or sobbing. The light from the stage illuminated the side of her face, and there were broken tears.
Lin Yu rummaged through his bag and handed over a pack of tissues.
After the show ended, they went their separate ways. Beijing is a big place, with more than 20 million people, and we only met each other once. But some things start before you even realize it.
Intention: What is there to say about love? Love has its own will.