The deep night sky and bustling galaxies locked the sight. Faint, faint and dark, silver light sprinkled down.
The soft warm light of the street lamps gave an orange tone. Put away Bai Shiguang's indifference.
The haze at the fork suddenly felt inexplicably harmonious.
In the darkness, intertwined worlds, strange, perfect Eden.
There is no way to escape the intersection.
Can't forget, it's better to let go.