Mathematically speaking, two straight lines have only one point of intersection. And he and I were like two non-parallel lines running towards each other desperately, intersecting in a hurry and then speeding away, just like the fireworks blooming on the sea level, the beauty of the moment also surprised everyone. To me, he will always be the moonlight that cannot be touched in my memory, and to him, I will probably be as cold and unsatisfactory as the moonlight.
Intention: Youth, growth, secret love, silent protection