Bangkok back to Hangzhou, flight at midnight.
Forced to shut down my phone and unable to sleep, I stared blankly at the sky outside the window.
On a starless night, only a full moon approaching the fifteenth day illuminated the dark wings of the plane, and the flickering navigation lights danced emotionlessly in the unfocused eyes. The gold and stone next to me sat close to me, so close that I could feel the rise and fall of my chest. I did not turn around or raise my eyes. My arms seemed to be invisible next to the gold and stone, and I continued to stare at the watery sky in ecstasy.
Inexplicably, I began to mutter to myself: Being so close to God, would it be a luxury if I made a wish for Him to give me the man next to me?
And this wish has probably been in my heart for ten years...
Concept: People always ask, is it possible for a best friend of ten years to become a lover? I understand in my heart and don't answer or ask. Maybe God has given us countless reasons to rub shoulders and disappear in the vast sea of people. But we still haven't really missed each other's life, just like you have come and never left. Thank you for these ten years, let us explore the best path for each other and grow together. Thank you for that drunken night, you patiently listened to me finish this sentence: The experience of frustration has closed all the doors of my heart, and you are the window God left for me.