"You... Do you have anything else you want to tell me?"
Wang Qinqin shook his head and looked at him a little aggrievedly. Guan Ting seemed to have seized the opportunity and reached out to hold his hand. It was already around the Mid-Autumn Festival and the weather was a little cold.
"I have to go."
"Can I try harder?"
Guan Ting's eyes that were good at camouflage hid thousands of lies. He could no longer tell which words were true and which were false. He didn't say anything more, but gently pulled his hand away.
"Guanting, we broke up... You? You know that, right?"
"Yeah."
Along the river, Guan Ting watched him dragging his black suitcase and disappear from sight. The setting sun quickly dyed the river and the sky into the same color, a drowning deep blue, like a huge eye, and Wang Qinqin turned into a vague black spot.
Suddenly I wanted to hug Wang Qinqin, but he didn't.
Concept: Love is the most important thing in this world