"In life, the important thing is not living, but experiencing."
"Welcome everyone to listen to today's "Starry Sky Concert". I am your old friend Chu Chu." After saying this, Song Chuqing pushed the music to the highest level and looked up at the man wearing a peaked cap with his head lowered in the studio.
Song Chuqing couldn't quite see the expression on the man's face clearly, but even through a glass, he could feel the sadness radiating from the man's body, like a silent black mist that could swallow up everything around him in the next second.
After a while, as if he had made a very important decision, the man raised his head and nodded to Song Chuqing, raising the corners of his mouth with difficulty. Song Chuqing looked at the man through the glass. This was the first time he saw such strong emotions in a person's eyes, like the ocean in the middle of the night, full of darkness, with no end in sight.
"Today Chu Chu will bring you a special story." Taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe, Song Chuqing adjusted her slightly choked throat, "A story about love."
Until he looked out the window at the snow-covered Mount Fuji, a few years later Lin Yi recalled that when the fireworks took off that year, he gave Lu Mian his best years without any regrets.
Purpose: The important thing in life is not living, but experiencing