The eight-faced hypocrite × the silent and stupid girl
"We love the stars so much that we are not afraid of the darkness of the night."
The moment lightning reflected on the glass, Jian Xingci clutched the blood-stained glass shards and thought that he could finally escape from this rotten prison.
She ran away, dragging her suitcase and falling into the humid heat of Lantau City. In the flower shop run by Aunt He, she met a man who seemed to be a boy who was born to be sunny - Jiang Ran.
Even under the instinct of phototaxis, Jian Xingci never dared to get too close. Excessive attention would fall in the eyes of his friends. When faced with questions, Jian Xingci only dared to reply.
"Jiang Ran? Just an ordinary friend."
A few years later, a common friend tried hard to buy her company and didn't want much.
A low-quality cigarette I smoked for him when I was young, and a confession I owed him for a long time.
*After learning that Jiang Ran's glamorous appearance was just an illusion, Jian Xingci finally stopped being a meek and obedient good girl.
"Hands." Jiang Ran knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, the coolness of the medical alcohol making her shrink. He suddenly came closer and took a sniff: "Hongtashan comes with peach-flavored band-aids. What kind of rebellious package is this?"
She lowered her eyes and didn't answer.
"Why are you fighting with others?"
"For me?"
The questions he posed didn't get a decent reply, so Jiang Ran simply took her sulking up to the rooftop.
Fragments of golden light exploded between them. Jian Xingci looked at the light on the side of the young man's face, and suddenly remembered the experiment in the biology textbook - the moth flying into the flame is not ignorance, but the tragic romance engraved in the genes. At this moment, she finally understood those insects that crashed into the lampshade without hesitation.
When Jiang Ran smiled and handed over the burning fireworks stick, Jian Xingci was willing to be a mayfly drowning in the halo.
Intention: All souls born towards the light have tempered stars in the dark night