When Wen Zhinian was sixteen years old, he saw the moon again.
Finally, at the age of twenty, she owned the moon forever.
"I stole my moon back."
"Elope with me?" When she asked this question, she could only hear the whistling wind in her ears and her uncontrollable heartbeat.
She is nervous.
"Okay." Cool and slender fingers touched her wrist and gently led her forward.
Their pace gradually increased, and finally they started running in the night.
The orphanage stood quietly on the ground filled with moonlight, the lake water was filled with sparkling waves, the moon disappeared, and the moonlight was the last trace.
Holding hands, they escaped from the orphanage that was dilapidated and filled with the fragrance of locust flowers, and said goodbye to their former selves.
Two-way secret love 1v1
Purpose: I hope that every broken person can have his own moon