Every girl is an angel, with a pair of pure white wings.
But those wings shine too brightly.
They are broken, trampled underfoot, and cast down into the dust.
I can't find beautiful words to tell you all this.
I only want to tell you,
"You still have me."
Jiang Chu saw Yao Xi again more than ten years later.
Yao Xi was different from the girl she'd been in her youth. She was gentler now, and had a quietness about her that was hard to describe.
She seemed lifeless.
The two girls, now nearly thirty, felt no awkwardness despite not having seen each other for more than ten years. Instead, they chatted as warmly as they had before. Only then did Yao Xi show some of the liveliness of a young person.
Theme: Rescue.
