The young man in white turned around when he heard the sound and saw a blue figure walking in the moonlight and melting into the moonlight. The osmanthus trees around him were fragrant, and suddenly he had a momentary feeling as if he was in the moon palace, and the incarnation of the moon was walking towards him. Maybe it's the moon, but even if there are people standing in front of me, I still feel empty and alone. It's like the curse of the moon. All people related to the moon are doomed to be lonely.
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Although I feel that this blue figure is still vague and unclear, I am somehow sure that he is as alone as myself. A lonely person must be a person who is afraid of being alone...
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"Su Hanyu, let's be friends."