I never thought I would write down a story like this.
Maybe you will smile when you see it at the end, and it's not bad to say that you feel a sense of loss.
Or maybe you'll rant about our choices.
Luo Xiaodong and I always just walk through the city with our eyes closed.
We have never regretted anything we have done.
Maybe Luo Xiaodong would regret it, but he always smiled as if he didn't care about anything.
In fact, I think maybe feelings don't have to be dramatic.
Just like Luo Xiaodong's smile, it is light and against the light in winter.
The beauty that passes by and the warmth that comes as a surprise.