I have a secret, I like a person with dark eyes and slender fingers. I didn't dare to touch him. His eyes were like a deep secret that made people afraid to get close. He seemed to be hiding a lot of secrets. I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of the darkness in his eyes and only dared to press my lips tightly.
I often have a dream, that face is very close, so clear that I can see every texture of the skin. The mole in the corner of his eye almost takes up all my sight. I hear him telling his secret, but when I wake up, his voice is so blurry. I can only remember the faint magnetic voice, and the hot breath still lingering in my ears.
Yu Zhou put their photo in the box and closed the lid, seemingly sealing their story away, but the face that could not be erased from her memory continued to appear in her dreams.
It seemed like it had reached the end, but it also seemed like it had never started. He seemed to be still waving to her from the other end of the road.
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