Last night, the cold cicadas chirped without cease, startling me awake from a dream that had carried me a thousand miles. The bright moon rose, brushing against the clouds, beyond the reach of the breeze. But I couldn't hear the moon clearly or see the cicadas. It's only because, at this moment, you've returned to my side. This story isn't based on real people. Please don't read it that way.
I'm preparing for exams and swamped with coursework, so updates are on hold!
I'll definitely finish this someday!!!!
Theme: Love is sharing what another person feels.
