The girl Lin Wanchu was sensitive and withdrawn, but she spent all her life's courage to love that enthusiastic and public young man.
In the winter, I looked up at the sun that did not belong to me. Its radiance spread all over the earth, and my clothes were quietly covered with star-like light.
When the feeling of suffocation came, Lin Wanchu thought again of the boy she had loved for a long, long time——
"Song Nan, I'm not good, so it's not worth it."
"We Chuchu always deserve the best." Song Nan stood under the basketball hoop. He reached out and touched Lin Wanchu's head. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow.
Lin Wanchu stretched out her hand to hug him, but the moment she touched him, the boy turned into smoke, leaving her alone, squatting there and crying silently.
He is still so enthusiastic, but he no longer belongs to her.
Her world was a permanently frozen winter, until the moment she met him, the winter was gone and the stars were bright.
Intention: Even if the depths are endless and the abyss is deep, we should still be open to the light.
