The sound of falling rain was loud and engraved, and each drop dropped from the sky into the puddles on the ground and disappeared.
The clouds have their own shape, like meteors blooming with color in the sky during the day, and the evening wind blows from one end to the other. The sky is unchanging, but the clouds are not. It is wanton, passionate, free and unrestrained, but it cannot be separated from the sky, and the sky cannot be separated from the clouds, just like the red thread of fate, tightly entwining Yu Wei'an and Ji Yidian together, never to separate.
"Yu Wei'an."
"I've liked you. For a long time."
This is the love between two cowards, one is cowardly and the other is more cowardly, but one person has to stand up. Fortunately, we have no regrets and no misses. At least that day was the happiest day of my life. No, the happiest day.
Intention: Instead of being trapped in the past, it is better to look at the future. I know you are waiting for me, and I am also running towards you.