The evening wind came faintly, gently blowing around Ren Qing's fingers, as if it was like Xiao Feng's hand, interlocking with his fingers and holding tightly. Ren Qing can always feel the wind blowing at any time, just like he can always feel the night breeze at any time. Follow you like a shadow.
He closed his eyes and faced the other shore, imagining the source of the warm light, where the birds would follow the wind, where the shadows would no longer linger on the seabed, where thousands of early spring flowers would bloom, where the golden clouds would be dense and warm, and where the remaining oracles would ring in the wind... There would be a fresh, new empire full of sunshine. Only belongs to him and his. They can lean on each other and swim through the dark sea. Get there. Then live together there.
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