You say I'm lonely, but I don't know if that's true.
Look at the stars and fireworks in the sky, which are far less than the twinkling lights in the world.
You said I was lonely, how did you know I was lonely.
Your day is my night. It turns out that it is really the coming together of two worlds.
You say I'm lonely, but I guess that's not true.
If you raise your eyes and I lower my eyebrows, should I chase you or should you wait for me?
You say I am lonely, you have to believe that I am not lonely.
Loneliness laughs at Loneliness, saying that he is unwilling to degenerate.
You said I was lonely, but I never said I was lonely.
The shadows are in pairs because of the presence of street lights, and there are still people listening to music in the dark night.
Listen, I am in the wind, I am singing in the wind.
That longing song makes you burst into tears.
Listen, I'm by the lake, I'm singing by the lake
The longing moonlight gently soothes me.
My moonlight has been waiting for me there.
It turns out that what he said was true.
My moonlight has been waiting for me there.
He said he would never leave me.
"It's not that I don't want to record it, it's just that there is a memory in the middle that I have always wanted to delete. However, I finally decided to record it truthfully to give myself an explanation." - An Xiaoya
October 19, 2006, Beijing International Airport, direct flight to Toronto, Canada. An Xiaoya still kept the ticket from that day, a ticket that she thought would bring her closer to happiness.