"It's foggy, let's go home." He Xu opened her lips heavily, her eyes dim. Cold tears pricked the back of Yu Mei's hand, and he tightly grasped the corner of He Xu's clothes and refused to let go.
"You and I are not the same people, and we cannot go against fate." With these few ambiguous words, He Xu felt that everything he had ever had was like a misunderstood dream.
The moonlight scattered on He Xu's face, and the red moon reappeared between heaven and earth. He Xu closed his eyes in this moonlight.
"In a few days, I will take you to the place in your dreams."
He Xu said lightly, "The past was just a dream to me, and my long-term lovesickness has become increasingly overwhelming."
There were once clear dreams of joy and sorrow, but they were empty and thick. There is also lovesickness that can overwhelm the boat. Why wait to go up to the west tower and follow each other in strange dreams.
When two strangers meet, they look at each other for thousands of years, just like meeting old friends from a previous life.
Intention: Cherish
