Chiye×Suzuki
Xuyue... Do you know?
I have always felt that
You are like the unattainable bright moon in the late night sky, sacred and noble.
And I am just a weed under the moonlight of the pond, subtle and insignificant.
The moon will not stay for weeds, and the moon will not be the light that only belongs to the pond.
Xuyue is not the light that belongs to Chi Ye.
So I knelt down and begged the moon for mercy over and over again.
Intention: Love does not distinguish between high and low, and those who have missed it will eventually be happy.