"Who are the moon and stars in my dream? Who can accompany me to the snow-capped mountains? Who is my passer-by in the starry night and who am I the passer-by in the starry night?" Yue'er's mind is full of thoughts, like the helpless little girl standing at the end of the bridge, watching the bustling flow of people coming and going under the bridge, not knowing which direction to walk. Among those faces that have gone from being familiar to unfamiliar, is there anyone who is willing to go to the end with you? Yue'er is looking around and searching~~~~
The water under the bridge flowed into the distance as always. Yue'er stood by the river and watched the ups and downs of the water surface, feeling that her heart was filled with moisture. This moisture gradually flooded Yue'er's thoughts and eyes. Yue'er feels the darkness approaching step by step, and feels the coldness of the blood coagulating~~~