That summer, the sky was bright and the stars were bright, and the lights were bright. On the suspended overpass, his five fingers clasped hers. He still remembered that her smile that night was like the bright moon in the sky, clear and pleasant; two years later in the autumn, he Going north, she stayed in the south, her fingers no longer clasped together, he was on the other end of the phone, and she was on the other end of the phone. What separated him from her was not only the rolling mountains, the vast fields, the endless rivers, the winding railway tracks, but also the different black holes. That night, the starry sky was still there and the lights were still bright. On the other end of the phone, she said breakup, and on the other end of the phone, he smiled and said yes; on the other end of the phone, she thought he was very happy, and on the other end of the phone, he also thought she was very happy. In fact, she was sobbing on the other end of the phone, and he was sobbing on the other end of the phone.