Before her eyes was a perfectly round, pale yellow transparent sphere, its surface smooth and flawless. An Chun took it out of the box and saw what was inside.
A quail egg, shattered almost beyond recognition, was suspended in the pale yellow translucent solid, on the verge of completely breaking apart. Through the cracks of all sizes, she could see that the inside was completely empty. The brown spots on the eggshell were scattered irregularly, their pattern broken up by the cracks.
Tiny round bubbles hovered around the eggshell, reflecting a clear, bright light.
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*When he was young and foolish, he insisted on getting involved with the person he liked.
Ruan Huanting x An Chun
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[One chapter every day at 10:00 p.m.]
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Theme: A wandering quail.
A collision between two wandering souls.
I like him. Why haven't I contacted him for so many years? I really don't understand. It's been nine years. There are only so many nine years in life.