Back in time that summer, Jiang Yi looked at Cheng Ke like this.
It's just that one is inside the window and the other is outside the window.
The young man outside the window was lying on the hanging chair on the balcony reading a book. The light shone through the shadows of the trees and shone around him, making it quiet and warm.
The young man in the window stood in the dark storage room and looked at the boy opposite. From time to time, the sound of quarrels outside the door could be heard in his ears.
Jiang Yi thought that the distance of a hundred meters was probably the distance between light and darkness.
This is a story about a man who suffers from a secret love and suffers a schizophrenia for too long.
An ordinary bloody article. . .
Intention: Don't think that the world is all dark, maybe you haven't encountered your own light yet.