[Original]
The wind is on my shoulders, and there are twinkling stars on the wind.
You are the Venus of the stars!
In the past, Wang Sizhi turned the page of Bei Dao without noticing anything else, but now she added this paragraph after that sentence.
There are too many things happening in this world at a glance, but Wang Sizhi never thought that his own would be so clear and specific...
As she described that moment much later, she couldn't help but think of Marquez's continuation -
"What does love feel like?"
'Like an earthquake'
When Wang Sizhi realized that she liked him, it had become inexplicable but well-documented. She was like a penguin who flew across the glacier trying to insert its feathers.
For a while, Wang Sizhi's expectation for Xiang Baichen was like a poem, which was a kind of half-awake and half-crazy burning, making the anxious soul hallucinate that he was living in the future...
Intention: The mountain breeze makes him sad and silent
