I once thought it was a fluke that I met you, but now that I think about it, I feel like every second is a foreshadowing of our meeting.
Your departure is like a poisonous thorn piercing my softest place.
You said you want me to be happy and happy every day, but what about you? Without your presence, there would be nothing I care about in life...
It was you who insisted on shining light on me. Now, why do you, who love me, abandon me?
I miss you so much, I'm going crazy thinking about you...
Born disabled painter × lonely and sensitive novelist
Xu Yun × Qi Cong
Intention: I don't know