Do you dare to live in isolation among the vast crowd of people, independent from the world, careless, content with loneliness, like a flower that has no intention of exhaling its fragrance, looking coldly at the fluttering wings of the west wind? ——Shelley
Zhu Zeye never thought of entering An Qi's world in this way. When the stage accident happened, the whole world was in uproar. He saw An Qi lying on the ground, curled up, with his back to the audience, his fragile butterfly bones trembling under the translucent shirt, like a coquettish and pure butterfly falling under the weight after being ravaged.
When he rushed out of the theater with An Qi in his arms, An Qi's lips were already white. An Qi bit his lip and didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. Zhu Zeye had some inexplicable emotions, and for the first time in his life, he coaxed the injured child in a gentle tone, "Just bite me if it hurts, don't think too much, I will solve it."
The moon can't move me even if it's full a hundred times, just blink your eyes.
Bohemian bass player x casual and cool ballet dancer
Purpose: Growth, Homesickness