The human sun crashed into Zhang Kui's arms, but it fell to the horizon under his eyes. He only remembered that the evening wind on the rooftop was very cold that day.
Qing Yunian looked at him with a smile, smiling, and his thin figure fell into the embrace of the scorching sun. It must have been too windy that night.
There were only ten meters between them, and Zhang Kui spent half his life running towards him, but it seemed that it was still not enough.
They were separated by hundreds of millions of light years, and he caught nothing, not even a shadow. The world suddenly became quiet, and there was a rumbling tinnitus in his ears.
How long would it take for a tear, falling from a height of tens of meters, to touch his eyes?
"Zhang Kui, I like you." The young man's smiling face was in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, and he became a community of misfortune and luck.
Fortunately, the person he likes also likes him. Unfortunately, he never has the chance to say to him personally, "Me too."
I can no longer hold your hand. The memories of the past are like weeds in the wilderness, growing like crazy. You stopped on the side of the road. I am 25 years old, but I keep moving forward.
Every time I look back, I seem to see you waving to me, but your figure is getting further and further away.
Zhang Kui was sitting on the rooftop drinking. As usual, he had two wine glasses. He touched the glasses gently and glanced at his watch.
"October 18, 2023, 10:23."
I drank wine with the person I loved under the sunset, hugged and kissed him passionately.
Celebrating more than a year, let me see your smile for once, okay?
Purpose: Caring for a small number of people