That was the person Cao Yuxi had loved for six years. Even though he didn't say a word, he was there, only an arm's length away from her. This was enough to make her think about everything and make waves.
Those things called memories, and the person beside me, go back and forth, intertwining like the light and shadow outside the window.
Can't see clearly, don't know the way.
Guanghua paused, how much she had wanted to sit quietly next to him like this, accompany him through all kinds of life, and accompany him through the ups and downs.
But now he was by her side, and with a stretch of his hand, he could embrace the whole sun that she longed for.
However, she also understood that if she stretched out her hand, she would not be able to grab anything.
Just like when I wake up from a dream countless times, my eyes are filled with endless darkness and emptiness.
And her sunshine gradually faded away until only a point of light remained.
The funny thing is that she is still waiting for this light spot to slowly shine brightly and then fill her life.