"Hello, classmates, I am your physics teacher, and my surname is Wang." Said the man standing on the podium. Under the podium, Song Haoen, a freshman in high school, looked at this young face curiously... The story begins here.
Song Haoen is a student in Class 1 (5) of Tongwu High School.
The autumn wind was quiet, but it touched the young man's heart, which had not been angry for a long time.
On the night of September 19, Hao En picked up the pen, his hand trembling slightly, trying to keep his consciousness firm, and wrote in his diary:
Today... Is my birthday. Why is there no one who celebrated my birthday? Don't they remember it? …
Even a casual blessing will do...
I don't know why I often dream of this man... His clear eyes are like stars.
However, even his name is not known yet...
Putting down the pen, inadvertently, a drop of hot water fell on the diary. I lowered my head and stared, and the teardrops blurred the word "dream" on the diary.
He was the star in the dream, but I don't know when or on which night he fell quietly. When the stars fall, it will be the day when the world will perish... The facts that I was unwilling to admit until my death will leave no room for destruction...
The afterglow of the setting sun on the other side is out of reach. I hope you can learn to give it a try, seize the brightest light spot in autumn, and let this light wait for you until the end of time...
Wang Heyao×Song Haoen
why×she
He Yao looked up at the female student standing in front of him and said, "Have you ever thought about your future?"
Hao En thought for a moment: "Yes, where can I find myself... The life I like, and the eternal starlight in my own eyes..." This was the first time she told others what was in her heart.
"Your future is not only these, but also me..." He Yao was shocked when he said this, and continued calmly, "There is also the way I hope you will live..."
Intention: The sunset on the other side is out of reach