From the date we made seven years ago, "I'll play with you later," Lu Wen disappeared and there was no sequence. When I was seventeen years old, a flock of wild geese passed by, creating floating clouds; the blurry figure in my memory suddenly looked back, with a smile on his face, but now he was sitting opposite me.
A small string of bracelets is the vicissitudes accumulated over the years, and it is also a testimony of the joy of youth. The boy was running hand in hand at the end of the world. There was a vast expanse of white in front of his eyes. Ye Ting grabbed Lu Wen's arm, and the white light reflected, and the light spots fell on the boy's world. Ye Ting raised his hand to block the dazzling light, and pulled the bracelet on his wrist in a panic. The bracelet could not bear the weight of years of tempering. The lines broke, and the light blue transparent beads flew into the sky. The ends gradually became crimson, and turned into pieces of rose petals before falling. The petals danced in the sky, and the light underfoot turned into a garden full of blooming roses, exuding a rich fragrance. Each bouquet of roses was entangled and imprisoned in infinite darkness.
The world turned around, the figure beside me fell into the sea of flowers, the roses dispersed, revealing a bottomless black swamp; but I held your hand tightly, and we were with you in the distant predicament, escaping from the darkness.
Intention: When the roses disperse, I want to face the darkness with you; share the joy of overcoming; the joy of reunion, and walk into the distance together.
