Love is cherishing!
Love is perfect!
Love is a blessing!
Love, sometimes is also torn apart into dust and annihilation!
2008, Midsummer night.
In Shanghai, a certain building towers into the clouds.
She quietly walked up to the rooftop, stood at the highest place in the city, and looked up at the stars. It turns out that the night sky at two o'clock in the morning is no different.
The night was as cold as water, and she didn't seem to feel the cold. She just climbed up to the cliff of the rooftop step by step. Across the hollow white steel guardrail, she seemed to be standing in the sky. Her waist-length waterfall-like hair was blown by the wind and flew wildly in the air. Her white water-sand nightgown rustled in the wind. She stood there like a fairy born from the dust, and she had been standing there silently for thousands of years. Waiting for the irreversible tragedy of happiness after a thousand years.
After a moment, tears blurred her vision. She closed her eyes in despair, spread out her arms, and let the wind pass through her fingertips. The sound of wind whistling in her ears was like crying, but she turned a deaf ear to it. There was only one thought in her mind: "Flying down from here, will it feel like gliding?"
Suddenly, the door to the rooftop was knocked open, and someone hurriedly walked over. He seemed to see her through the faint starlight. He suddenly stopped and stood behind her for a long time. Then he gently walked up and hugged her, kissed the tears that fell on her cheeks, and said softly and decisively: "Don't ever think about leaving me, even if it means death. You know who I will let you be buried with you."
Her whole body froze, and her heart felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, sinking and sinking...