"There are more important things in life than between us... Wu Guan, how do you choose." The water vapor under the umbrella gathered thickly, and Bai Yao's heart was floating in the night. Wu Guan knew that he could no longer catch the person in front of him.
The summer night after the rainy season two years ago was almost the same as the countless times Bai Yao spent at his grandma's house when he was a child. Summer nights have become strange since that scary day when I was 8 years old. Even though the air is sticky and the silent rainstorm in my heart is still pounding, it seems like it will rain for the rest of my life.
"Bai Yao, am I really insignificant in your heart?" The heavy rain stirred up ripples on the lake, tugging at her heart. "My home in Hangzhou, the door locks have not been changed. Come back at any time." Bai Yao no longer dared to face the familiar person opposite and got into the car with his heavy luggage. She understood that the moment she decided to go to Hungary, these 16 years were all over.
Intention: The same end of life between people attracts countless people in the universe because they love each other for the resonance of their souls; what is more important than love in life is the ability to love despite being independent.