Lin Chiyu helped Ji Guyuan wipe away his tears distressedly, and said in a very soft voice, "Guyuan, what's wrong with you?"
Gu Yuan raised his teary eyes like a child: "Chiyu, I can't protect you in the future, what should you do?"
"It's okay, I can also protect myself..."
"But, I have to deal with some things." Gu Yuan shed more and more tears, but Lin Chiyu's hand stopped.
Her eyes suddenly became sour: "Then you... Will come back?"
Gu Yuan's eyes did not dare to look at Lin Chiyu at all. He lowered his head and shed tears: "I'm sorry..."
Lin Chiyu turned his head blankly and looked at the sycamore forest, where Ji Guyuan confessed his love.
Looking back, Chi Yu's eyes turned red. "Go away and deal with your affairs. Don't worry about me..."
On the next September day, there will no longer be the "birds nostalgic for the old forest, and fish in the pond thinking about their old abyss".
Intention: Youth, you have to use something to record it
