"Xia Ling." Lu Chen shouted.
"Huh?" Xia Ling turned around and looked at Lu Chen.
It was winter in January, snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the girl's face was red from the cold.
"Will you leave?" Lu Chen asked.
"Maybe." Xia Ling replied.
Lu Chen hesitated to speak, and finally had to reply: "It's okay."
The girl looked at Lu Chen and went upstairs in confusion.
Lu Chen lit a cigarette and stood in the corridor to smoke.
Seeing the smoke floating in the air, Lu Chen smiled.
What will I do if you leave?
My heart was destroyed a year ago and only the remains are left.
Your presence just fills my heart.
So,
Don't leave.
Intention: You will always encounter your own light after falling into the abyss.
