A boy often appears in my dreams. He fails to protect me, which always makes me feel the vastness of the world and the loneliness that I can never get rid of after opening my eyes. But he's not wrong, he just hasn't found me yet…
The more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. I looked back and closed my eyes. He was clearly there. He had no face engraved by candlelight, no first encounter, and he didn't even leave any words of farewell. Perhaps, I might not be the same me anymore.
I missed him so much that the wet feeling of my hand in someone else's fist made me distracted.
But I still didn't show anything. I was used to this disguise. I could talk to many people at the same time and control the same smiling face every day. My voice was almost hoarse but still melodious. The closer I got to the border, the closer I got to madness.
Love makes people lose the ability to tease, and breeds a show of hypocrisy, named: Goodbye.
Midsummer cuts the stars apart and sends a reply to a distant place. The unpredictable monsoon only brings back the last rain seed. Like a hurricane that can swallow people up at any time, the dark clouds are turbulent and the teeth are bared in flattery. I don't want to find a trace of it.
Sheng Jiyu, do you still remember me? My name is Xi Xize now.