Suddenly, I felt like I had headphones plugged into my ears. I looked at Ning Boran. He had his eyes closed, but his face rushed towards me. I looked at the boy's fair skin, clear brows, and very calm expression. I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just closed my eyes and turned my head to sleep. A nice Cantonese song was playing in the headphones, and the warm atmosphere in the car seemed warm and moving, which was in sharp contrast to the dim sky outside the small window.
At that time, I didn't know Wong Ka Kui or Beyond. Much later, when beyond had become a passer-by, I accidentally heard a familiar melody playing in an old audio store. At that time, I had been living in another city for many years, and the past was like smoke, completely gone and invisible. Some people disappear from my life and become memories forever. I looked at the boys and girls chasing each other on the street, and my heart suddenly felt so sad and painful that I couldn't control myself. It's dusk, looking back at the road ahead, it has been removed bit by bit by time, there is no trace to be found, no trace to return to.