Mo Xiaomo said nothing
Her eyes skipped Les and looked out the window
There, the sky is blue and the clouds are light
And the swaying tree shadows
Just like the afternoon when they first met
Mo Xiaomo could no longer remember what she was thinking about.
What is particularly clear is
Les opened the door
The sunlight flows in, and the girl's hair is covered with soft light
What was interrupted was
Different paths and the same destination