Everything in the golden age has been reduced to wasteland. Is the last piece of land the only home or a prison?
That red dusk, a slender black shadow walked out of the crimson mist, like tearing open the cage of a trapped animal. His appearance was as precious as hope in the end.
"Why is he crying?"
"Because the important person left, his heart is confessing to the person he loves." Li Jun replied seriously.
"Heart?"
"Not everything has to be weighed. Your heart will tell you what's more important."
"But the heart cannot speak or think. The human heart is just an organ..."
Ning Yu's serious words made Li Jun not know how to reply. Looking at his thoughtful expression, Li Jun smiled with relief, "When one day you will cry for someone, your heart will speak."
Everything we have experienced is like a dream, and everyone's story ended hastily without waiting for a perfect ending.
The sky no longer releases the crimson color as before, and everything becomes quiet.
The breeze blows through the grass and stirs up the bright flowers. From time to time, the sweet whisper of insects can be heard in the ears. The sun shines on the body, sending warm energy.
Li Jun gently stroked Ning Yu's silver hair, "I thought we had known each other for a long time, but I... Should tell you... I..."
Warm tears flowed from his eyes, leaving shallow traces on Ning Yu's cheeks, and finally dripped on the corners of Li Jun's mouth.
He lowered his head and kissed her, and his heart told him - I love you.
(This is the first article for a newcomer, please bear with me.)
Intention: Feel the emotions between people and the beauty of life.