BE, with a slight twist. I'll finish revising it before continuing, so feel free to save it for later~
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After meeting Lin Chengsheng, Song Yeshu remained a thorough materialist. He couldn't understand why she was afraid to go downstairs at midnight, or what there was to fear about a night of thunder.
But later on...
When he bought spirit money on a whim and burned it for Lin Chengsheng, only to find that the ashes wouldn't land on him no matter what, Song Yeshu felt a little sad.
Suddenly, he remembered a certain stormy night. Lin Chengsheng had hidden in her room, taken over an entire desk to work on exam papers, and gazed out the window, inexplicably fretting that the winter on Mofu Island had no snow.
"Yeshu, are you going to Oxford or not?" She tilted her head, as if talking to herself. "I hear the snowy scenery in England is beautiful."
Later, Yeshu visited places with even more beautiful snowy scenery, and passed by seas wider than those around Mofu Island.
Only Lin Chengsheng was no longer there.
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"Let's not stay here. Come back with me to when we were eighteen. Let's hide beneath the azaleas at National Taiwan University, where fate can't find us.", Jian Zhen
Theme: We'll meet again when the sun rises.
