Once upon a time there was a wilderness. What kind of wilderness was it? His season always stays in late autumn and winter. The days are already very short, and the dark sky in the distance will cover him at any time. In the wilderness, there are no frogs or cicadas, no wild flowers, no camphor, no colorful joy, only the helpless echo of the wind blowing through the withered yellow thatch. He seemed to have existed for centuries. None of the passers-by wanted to explore his secrets. They just muttered that it was so desolate, so desolate, and then passed by in a hurry.
One day, a group of migrating birds encountered a strong wind. They changed their direction and passed through the wilderness, but there was no place for them to rest. So they turned around over the wilderness and flew away again.
The wilderness didn't take it seriously. He didn't feel that he would be less lonely if someone came by, nor would he feel lost because they didn't stop. He didn't feel anything at all. Only this time things seem to be a little different.
The bird left a seed. At the beginning, the wilderness was very unaccustomed. Even though this small seed was not as big as a stone, it made him very uncomfortable. The wilderness let heavy rain hit it hard, let the sun beat it hard, and then found strong winds to take it away, only to find that the seed had sprouted and branched. First there was a little bit of tender green, and then, patches of lush green shade grew. People who passed through the wilderness again no longer saw the desolate and silent desolation. People saw the tree with green shade and praised it as a very beautiful tree, full of vitality and vitality. Finally, the wilderness was no longer just yellow and desolate, and only this tree remained in his world.
"Have you ever thought that what that bird brought was not a seed that would germinate to make this wilderness no longer lonely, but more likely a fire that would burn the world to the ground."
When Xia Yuan said this to Nangong Zhen a long time later, they were no longer in a relationship where they could tell stories together. They even deliberately avoided looking at each other, which made Nangong Zhen powerless and crazy.
However, you don't know Xia Yuanyuan. Even if you are a fire, you are the only light in my world.
How can a person who has never seen light let the only starlight disappear from his world?
No one can bear the consequences of just keeping Starlight by force.