I stood in front of the window and stared out of the window through the gap in the curtains.
In the back garden is a cherry blossom tree in full bloom.
A man stands under the cherry blossom tree. He has short, silky hair, a white cotton shirt, and beige cotton trousers. Under the moonlight, among the cherry blossom petals, he stands leaning against the tree like a crystal.
Every day, I see him through the curtains.
Every day, he wears a white cotton shirt and beige cotton trousers, standing quietly under the moonlight.
They said he was waiting for his lover, who never showed up.
I looked at him. The cherry blossom petals fell on his shoulders. He gently twisted his head and put it on the tip of his nose with his fingers. He lowered his eyelashes and blew the petals. The petals seemed to have gained life and made beautiful arcs, and the corners of his mouth were also beautiful.
The blue moonlight made me feel like I was in the sea, gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea. My whole body was forced by the sea water to the point where I couldn't breathe. It was so heavy that I felt dizzy. There was some thought in my body that wanted to break out of the shell but it was in vain.
Despair, he infected me with it, through the moonlight we bathed in together.
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