"Yingcheng, tell me, what should happiness feel like?" There was a misty color in Jin's eyes.
In the past, I always thought that happiness should feel like this.
There will be someone beside you saying sweet words.
There will be people who will greet you and care about your health.
Someone will take you for a walk by the moonlit lake, let you lean on his back, and then softly sing songs to coax you.
But I know that's just the surface. Every man can perform it well if he wants to.
This is not what I want. Even though everything he said was a lie, even though he was always so mean and hateful that people wanted to beat him up.
I'm so stupid that I didn't understand until now. He hid his true tenderness and thoughtfulness in a place that I couldn't see, and never wanted to let me know that the back view was the most real version of him.
I will wait for him to come back, even if it takes my whole life. Then, I told him the words I had hidden in my heart for a long time.
I believe he will come back.
The sky outside the window had a strange blue-white hue. It seems a bit gray, but soft and bright.
In the distance, there seemed to be changing clouds. Like a surging tide, with a deep violet color.
Tide of violet. Performing a period of violet color.
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