They thought it was their first meeting.
That was the first time Yan Yuqing had seen such beautiful eyes, and there was nowhere to hide the crystal clear soul inside.
Although it is so broken, confused and numb at this time.
But it is still so beautiful, with bright lights and green lights, and when the light comes in, only a clear pool is left.
That night, Yan Yuqing handed Zhao Mingan a microphone and asked him to sing a song to her.
Zhao Mingan was frightened: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I don't sing well."
Yan Yuqing's eyes had been closed at this time, and her voice was filled with tiredness: "Then you can sing a song called Little Star, which is best for coaxing you to sleep."
Zhao Mingan: "..."
That night, Zhao Mingan only sang a few words to Yan Yuqing before he laughed.
Later, Yan Yuqing was taken home to sleep by the bodyguard in a daze, and she did not forget to say hello to him before leaving.
"Goodbye, little star."
The days when the lovers depended on each other were wandering and endless as far as the eye could see.
In the gray foggy city, the sun and moon are overcast, and the sky is rotten and black.
He thought of the dangerous towers left in the ruins of Paris, and the stained air in London's basements. Life was full of shackles, and they ran like crazy to escape.
After many years, Zhao Mingan looked back and saw that someone had already stood in front of the green and white fence, liberating all his obsessions.
Love is a long-term game between the right time, right place and right people. They arrive at the same destination through different paths and have never been separated.
The meaning of life and happiness are constant topics.
They were never dull, so they never strayed.
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