In this desolate silent world, you are my only source of sound.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the brilliant neon lights in the night sky, and the criss-crossing roads were filled with traffic, one after another. There are colorful lights outside the window, but inside the window there is only the weak warm light of the floor lamp.
Warm light silently scatters in every corner of the room, dispelling the oppressive darkness.
Lu Congxu gently touched Lin Yousheng's earlobe, "Xiaocao, everyone has flaws, but they show up in different ways. Just like you, it shows up in the ears, but it doesn't affect who you are." After speaking, Lu Congxu looked into his eyes and said softly,
"You know what? This flaw is your unique mark."
Lin Yousheng stared at the lips of the person in front of him, interpreting his words.
After Lin Yousheng nodded gently, Lu Congxu gently took his hand, led him to the window, stared into his eyes and said, "Look, isn't the world outside beautiful? It's as gorgeous as fireworks." After saying that, he put his hand on the cold window and motioned Lin Yousheng to look outside.
He obediently followed Lu Congxu's words and looked out the window. The interweaving of lights of various colors seems to be the music score written by the composer, which is touching.
After hearing a low "hmm", Lu Congxu looked at him, and then slowly turned Lin Yousheng's head toward him, "It's beautiful outside, Xiaocao. You have to know that such beautiful things are created by countless imperfect people."
"So don't be afraid of flaws,"
"It's not scary, it's your unique mark."
After finishing speaking, Lu Congxu sighed softly.
"And even if everyone doesn't like you,"
"I love you too."
Motto: Don't be afraid of flaws, they are your unique mark