"No, Mo Yue, don't go! Mo Yue!" Cheng Miao grabbed Mo Yue's hand, and Mo Yue threw his hand away to hold back the tears. She took a deep breath and said, "Cheng Miao, I'm tired... Let me go and let yourself go. Forget me, start a new life." After that, he gave Cheng Miao the umbrella in his hand and left.
Cheng Miao felt the remaining warmth in his hands, and then looked at the umbrella in his hands. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, there was no light in them, and tears fell one drop at a time. It turns out that it was just wishful thinking all along. Yes, who would like someone like him? Let alone Mo Yue? She was originally from two different worlds, but she was as unreachable as a god. How could he overestimate his own abilities? "Since you chose to leave, why did you give me the umbrella? Have mercy on me? I don't need it!" He shouted hysterically. He broke the umbrella and threw it on the ground, causing a splash of water.
Blood dripped onto the ground along his hands, raindrops hit his face, and he walked aimlessly in the rainy night...
That night, his god left, leaving him alone, clearly within reach but still out of reach...
Purpose: Mutual salvation