Under the setting sun, I saw my old self, jumping up and down with braids and a popsicle in my hand, seemingly without any worries. I sat on the balcony and watched the sunset, thinking about my life as if it were a dream. The evening breeze was very comfortable. I squinted at the sycamore tree beside me. In the light and shadow of the leaves, I seemed to see a little girl waving to me...
Concept: The world is not that good, but it is not that bad either. As long as you want, you can
Looking forward to the next chapter~~
Looking forward to the next chapter ~ ^3^