"We are all people wallowing in the wind and dust, the humble particles of dust blown up by the wind; the brilliant moment when the fireworks bloom; or the dust that is buried forever in the desert. The empty city is prosperous, misty and unreal. I still haven't seen anything clearly."
Yi Xuan lowered his head in melancholy.
"The lights on the roadside are so dazzling, but we can't even see what's right in front of us.
Not sure. "
"The only thing I can do is to leave!" Yi Xuan sighed.
"Maybe you see the world too dimly." Shu Jian seemed a little helpless.
"Just like when you were abandoned by your parents, that is your fate, everyone's
Destiny is different, you can't understand me now. "Yi Xuan smiled bitterly.
"Then have you made plans?"
Yi Xuan nodded silently.
Shu Jian asked no more questions.
The breeze ruffled the bangs on Yi Xuan's forehead, and her fair face was stained with traces of maturity.
Those words and those faces gradually dissipated in her mind...