"He smiled heartily, and there was sweat on his forehead. At half past six in winter, when it was dark and there was no moon, the street lights turned on a notch as the young man walked over."
It's autumn,
changing weather,
The gradual sunset,
Gradual feelings...
I pieced our story together into a fictional novel
It can be considered as having done it in another dimension without leaving any regrets.
At the end of the story, she chased her light
The final chapter of reality, her light becomes brighter and darker
I wish everyone who is secretly in love will get their wish. If I could do it again, I would still have the courage to love him.
"If it were another time, I would definitely not let go in the bustling crowd."
Intention: Never forget your original intention and yourself