Have you ever seen an out-of-reach star during that muddy time?
Fragment one:
He spent what he thought was his last time traveling with her and loved her endlessly.
"Xingxing, please accompany me to see this world one last time."
Fragment two:
"I love this world, but this world doesn't love me."
The young man's voice was trembling, like saying goodbye.
No one knows what he said goodbye to, and those who know the answer have been buried under the sea forever.
Fragment three:
The room was filled with laughter all the time. They sipped wine and talked about the strange things they had seen after they parted ways after graduation. Qi Xingyao did not interrupt, and his thoughts gradually flew away until he heard those three words that he had never dared to recall.
Han Qingshi.
…
Qi Xingyao didn't know what mood he was in when he left the room. He held a piece of paper in his palm, and the writing on it had already been moistened by the sweat from his palm.
And what was written on that note was his final destination.
"Han Qingshi, you are a lying puppy."
It's the same midsummer, and there's no green anymore.
Intention: None
