The best high school in the city, behind the glamor are breathless rules. But the rooftop is an exception.
The lock has long since rusted to death. When Jiang Yubai used a knife to pry it open, the sound of metal friction was so harsh that it made people panic. Su Nian subconsciously took a step back, but he held her wrist.
"Are you scared?" His voice was very soft, with a hint of smile.
The wind on the rooftop was so strong that it picked up the strands of hair on her forehead. He led her to the edge and pointed ahead. "Look-"
The whole city lies underfoot, and the lights weave into a dazzling galaxy, spreading into the invisible distance.
"That's not the sea," his voice was a little blurred by the wind, but his words were clear. "It's the distance we want to reach in the future."
Intention: The distance we want to reach in the future