The sunlight that day was like extremely thin golden glass, reflecting his red hair like a crown from heaven. Turning your head slightly, the sharp and beautiful lines are like a wisp of clear music in the world, lingering around your ears.
The moonlight that night was slightly cool, and she stood leaning on the railing. The night wind blew away her proud face. Looking back at that moment, the smile on the corner of her mouth was still like a proud black swan, nobly shaking off all the scars.
In their teenage years, they seemed to have everything that seemed to be the best in the world. God's beloved is a vulgar word, and she knows better than anyone else that it is the mask they rely on to survive.
But she has learned to have no regrets.
Everyone said that she was young and frivolous, but she was willing to live up to her years.
Everyone said that young people don't know how high the sky is and how high the sky is, but she was stubborn and he was the only one who could stand by her side.
Even if human affairs are turbulent and unpredictable, even if youth is fragile and perishable.
Even though we may eventually turn into the adults we once hated, fighting for our dreams in the mortal world.
At this moment, in this era of war and chaos.
The person in my heart has never changed. The best person will only be you, only you.
Only you, the only one.