He Zai is a person who seldom dreams. As sharp and decisive as a dagger, these are the exact words someone used to describe him in high school. For such a person, when he opens his eyes, there is an indistinguishable light, and when he smiles, his eyes are blindingly bright.
Such a person often falls asleep in a dark and sweet dream. Looking back now, it seems that it was only at that time that the wanton darkness and sweetness existed. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and see the dim light of the street lights outside the window, which feels very long. Or sometimes I hear the clatter of basketball, see the figure fighting like a killer under the sycamore tree, and think of the shadow walking behind me at that time. When I woke up like this, I felt a little bit of insignificant sadness in my heart.
It seems like the best times are behind us.