It had been seven years, and Fang Liao felt a little dazed when he set foot here again. The crowds coming and going in the airport hall made her feel fearful. She sat in a corner holding her only small cloth bag, feeling suddenly cold.
"The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars..." The mobile phone rang suddenly, "Hello...·" "Where are you, Cicada? I'm here, I don't see you?" "Xiaoqiu, I'm here." Zhang Xiaoqiu rushed over and gave her A bear hug almost knocked her down, "Where have you been all these years and you haven't contacted me? You know it, wuwuwu..." Fang Liao's eyes were a little red, and he freed up a hand to pat Xiaoqiu's back gently, "Xiaoqiu, I'm not back."
"Did he know you were back?" "Xiaoqiu, I only told you, do you understand?" How to put it, youth is me and you, after letting go of obsession, the ending is me and him.
Intention: Are the people in your heart still around?