The girl looked up as if she was looking for something, and the boy followed her gaze.
The wind at dusk was blown up for no reason, blowing away the last light.
The light in the eyes of girls and boys disappeared.
But they are still searching, like a lost person chasing a dream shadow.
"Yeah, I seem to understand something."
"Yeah. You say."
"It turns out that the broken Chenguang has been waiting for us to lift her up." The boy ran away and never looked back.
The girl looked at her boy, like a lone lamp in the wilderness, gradually disappearing into the darkness, crying silently.