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The first time Chen Suli met Xie Musheng was on a rainy day.
Under the dark clouds, there were two or three people holding umbrellas together, and he was walking leisurely in the rain alone.
Chen Suli held an umbrella alone.
The first time Xie Musheng met Chen Suli was also on a rainy day.
Umbrellas came and went in the heavy rain, and people hurriedly brushing shoulders under the umbrellas avoided the eaves of the wall where he was leaning. The bright red mixed with the rainwater meandered down the corner of the wall.
Chen Suli stopped.
Xie Musheng still remembered her appearance.
With a bright white face and round eyes, she walked slowly and leisurely while stroking her hair that she had just woken up from, until she looked calmly at the bus that happened to pass by.
The moment their eyes met, there was no extra emotion in Chen Suli's eyes, only inexorable sleepiness.
Xie Musheng wondered if she would go home and ask for leave. How could someone be so sleepy and still get up?
As he was thinking about it, Xie Musheng suddenly lowered his head and smiled. He seemed to be quite bored.
Until.
A pair of shoes appeared in sight.
Xie Musheng raised his head.
It was the man walking towards him holding an umbrella.
It is said that the distant moon experiences more than 1,000 moonquakes every year.
The moon trembles slightly, but people on the earth have no idea.
It's like when you suddenly stop in front of me, my heart trembles and my heart beats faster.
You don't know any of this.
You are my moon.
Motto: Remember to hold an umbrella when it rains, the world is full of love