My name is Wei Nan, his name is Liu Xian;
I study seriously, and he enjoys life;
I like to be quiet, but he likes to move;
We are childhood sweethearts, but we keep passing each other;
I stood there waiting for him to catch up,
His footsteps kept sounding behind me, neither fast nor slow;
Occasionally, when I look back at him, there are others standing beside him;
Wu Xin continued to walk back, and his hand was taken away by others.
Do you continue to walk like this and wait silently to part ways?
Or break their own pace and move towards each other?
(HE...)
Sorry, I posted the wrong ending (crouching in the corner...).
Because I was working on the cover of Mo Zhe recently, I finished the article in a hurry without checking it. I immediately corrected the typos in the past few days... Tears...
Intention: