"Cheng Xian, it's very crowded when taking the subway. I always like to look at the bright lights outside the subway in such a dark underground.
The crowds of people swayed with the carriage, and the people coming in and out looked very busy.
There was a boy wearing glasses who put his arms around his girlfriend's shoulders and protected her in his arms.
In fact, he is the same as that crowd, they are all looking. I'm looking for it too. "
One day I told Cheng Zhen a story about a love that was impossible to achieve. He put down the project he was conceiving, corrected the color, came over and gently held my face and said, "You are wrong. If we fall in love, we will get together. Life should not be like this, and stories should not be written like this."
"How was the story written?" I asked.
"The story says that everything is not a coincidence, such as... Who are you here for."
"For whom? You?"
"Yes, for me."
Intention: In this complicated world, you are the purest existence in my heart.