"Let's go." He walked over and took her hand, about to leave.
She was stunned for a while, then suddenly opened his hand and held it back stubbornly.
"What are you doing?" He asked somewhat amusedly.
She raised her head and said seriously: "I don't trust you holding mine, I'm afraid you will let go. If I hold yours, I will hold it tightly and never let go."
He was slightly startled and said nothing, but just took his hand back again.
She was slightly surprised, stared at the clasped hands, and smiled lightly...
Those who know my heart say that I am worried; those who do not know me tell me what I want... Do you know what I have been searching for? Whether it is the power over the world or the freedom of the rivers and lakes, what I want is nothing more than a light in the vast night. Those who only know my heart say that I am worried, and those who do not know me, what do I want... Do you know what I have been searching for? Whether it is the power over the world or freedom in the world, what I want is just a light that lights up just for me in the vast night. That way, I know I still have a home and I still have someone to take me home.
I feel that I have been waiting for such a person, who can save me from this boundless darkness or accompany me to sink...