Xu Rou didn't know if this was a dream or if it really happened. Everything seemed so real, but everything seemed like an illusion.
"Aran likes to call me Jihuan because he says this name only belongs to him, and I like it too."
"But good things don't last forever. I'm burdened with too much, and I can't stay at that moment forever."
"In the next life, I won't be called Arou, okay?"
Xie Ran shines brightly in the next life, and Xu Rou stands in the audience, her eyes full of light, because he is the light.
(There are two lives in total, the story is 50/50)
(Note: The writing is terrible. I cannot accept the lightning protection of poor writing. I accept friendly suggestions and everyone is welcome to point out problems in a friendly way.)
Purpose: Cherish the people around you